The things you do when you stop and listen. An awesome run on a long beach become a chilly and refreshing dunk following by a insightful chat in our place with a "still recovering" young woman from a religious cult. We gave a piece of body and soul nurturing... it was a challenging encounter. I started this trip with a great sense of wanting to do community work and contribute, support people who are suffering. I said that to her casually when she turned around and said " I am here and I need  you"....and so it happened. There are so many people, people I have already crossed and talked that are in so much need. I realised along in this trip that I don't need the institutions or a major project to be involved with others.

We drove to another town just to discovered so many motorhomes on the street...people who just come down and stay for months on the street, there were more motorhomes than in a showroom!

A great bike ride took us through the ......mud baths, nature, wild.... we did an extended boardwalk in between what it looks like wheat spike and finally spent the night in a rocky ocean wharf. From all the sounds of the world, nothing compares with the water gently crushing onto the rocks at night....happy 21st of December,  38 years together!

We are so loving this part of the world, it is very different to what we have seen so far. As usual I focus on the colours and shapes of the houses. These ones are soft yellows and whites and oranges. I always have a sense that the colours blends so well in the surroundings, rather than disturbing or disrupting the environment, they became part of it. This is a dry and spacious region. The streets are wide and there is plenty of parks. The houses are bunched in suburbs but never overcrowded. And as they told us, the further we go into the south, the friendlier the people are.