Angelsea

I can't ever remember going away alone. I decided to go to Angelsea for three days by myself. There were people sleeping where I would be sleeping, but that's it. I would be on my own for three days. What a strange sensation to eat whatever I wanted to eat, to go wherever I wanted to go, to do whatever I felt like doing at any given moment. Without having to consult anyone. I suppose most people know what that feels like, but for me my life has been quiet the opposite. Everything I do revolves around other people. I never noticed how much so until this trip... interesting...

here's some pics I took as there was a bit of a theme of gross things... first the poop tree the nat cave that I didn't realize was nats until I stood up in them and they swarmed my head...