Just got back from holiday in Spain. Fun times, but immediately on the first day I happened to strain my ankle very badly (class 3 out of 3, apparently), giving the English-impaired Spanish doctors (it truly was a pain trying to communicate) enough reason to put some of the good, hard white stuff around it. I walked around on crutches for the rest of the week, unable to participate in 'extreme' activities (only hiking). Shit sucked, until I discovered the shitload of books on my cellphone I had almost forgotten, and I must say, reading ~3000 pages in one week is not bad at all.
MaartenC
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