Je ne sais pas où je vais (je ne l'ai jamais bien su) mais si jamais je le savais, bah je crois bien qu'je n'irais plus...
It doesn't look like it'd need more contrast On Black
The day before crossing the Tatras Mountains with heavy backpacks, we had to reach a mountain refuge where we would start the real hike from. When we got off the train (the last of the day), we were told by a train station employee that we had to walk three hours to reach that place. We had no food, no money, most of us had no water and had had no sleep the night before. Though, while coming back was impossible (no trains anymore) and staying there suicidal (no money, no food, heavy rain, crazy Slovakians and cold temperature), we decided everyone and rushed to that refuge.
I can assure you I enjoy my warm showers every single day :)
(actually, as Belgians, we did not really care about the rain, but that is not to be said :p)