Government man flipping the 'V's'

That's right. As we were about to go down the narrow dirt road that leads to the campsite, a Teruel Government pickup comes out. The man then leans out the window, gives us an inverted peace sign and makes the universal gesture of 'tosser' at us. We start down the lane, wondering what we had done wrong, this being the only route to the campsite. Oh... That wasn't the V's and a wanker sign, he was trying to tell us that there were another two cars behind him. Well that was nice of the government man!

In other news, genius that I am, I managed to totally loose my sunglasses. I love these aviators, and was devastated. After searching high and low in the tent etc, we decided to head back to where we had parked for the day and see if I had dropped them anywhere... Had I... No actually. What I had done was leave them on the roof. We saw them in the middle of the road, and Ben was gracious enough to not run them over, and let me go and get them. Scratched to fuck you would say. Hell's nah, they're good, only a wee scratch. Overall, Ewan win!

The mapping boomed along today thanks to the fact that we were faced with a sheer cliff of continuous rock, so we were able to delineate that right onto the map with minimal effort, i.e. climbing.

Mum will be glad to note that dinner yesterday went well, I did infact have a yellow colourant for the rice. And thanks to Mum pointing out that the electric hookup she gave me has a europe plug adaptor, we were able to enjoy the modern comforts of electricity in our tent. This meant a movie, even though it was raining! Speaking of rain, the handwashed clothes are almost dry after a day. It means no turning our pants inside out, and no stinky student mappers!

Woot!