Business obsessed. Woke up this morning thinking of Facebook ads. On the way to rafting I’m crunching numbers. 6 jeeps, 7 customers in each. €65 a head if they stay overnight. That’s €500 best-case.
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Clambered up there for a half hour on little more than a rabbit trail, passing long-abandoned buildings set into the rock and forgotten turrets crumbling into thin air. A route clearly not meant for tourists. Reached the top with scratched limbs and a big grin.
…we’re stepping around several bunkers from 1991, where men sat and rained bombs down on the city. More than 400 people were killed during that seige. I wonder if they ever saw a sunset like this.
Ever stop and think that any day, any moment, could be the verge? We could be on the brink of something right now, an event that changes the world significantly.
Fortunately, he speaks some English. But he’s skeptical. Eventually he comes to the front door of the building and opens it. I hesitate to enter, noticing he’s got a stick behind his back, sharpened at one end.
Heard an old school teacher of mine on a podcast a few months ago, talking about how he got strong. Simple really: every time he went to the bathroom, he did twenty push ups.