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Monday, April 27, 2015



"I'd pared my possession down to almost nothing.  I had a filthy old sarong for hot weather, and a jumper and wooly socks for cold weather.  I had something to sleep on and something to eat and drink out of, and that was all I needed . .  .  Like with any journey, it's not what you carry, but what you leave behind. "

- Robyn Davidson, Tracks, a 1700 mile journey across Australia with a dog and three camels



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