This path is easy going.
A rest for a second.
This is easier than yesterday’s killing swamps.
Lunch break. Burning feet because of the wet shoes.
Finally asphalt. This way the 30 km. walk much faster. Not many bugs.
My alter ego following me.
At the right the house of Mikkel Bongo. Left my old yellow shag
I also could choose this cabin. Difficult, so much luxury to choose from.
My little palace.
A man is keeping household, that’s clear!
Kitchen corner of my room.
Cozy and messy like a student’s room.
But the matrass was good and clean and that’s “basic”, aha!
Drinking coffee in Bongo’s cozy living room.
Bongo’s living.
Fortunately nobody who arranges (hides) Bongo’s stuff.