tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954542217075657026.post1355498594026354731..comments2023-05-07T13:19:22.195+02:00Comments on Hanli Freediver: Pull yourself towards yourself!Hanli Prinsloohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09310777844778636394noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954542217075657026.post-78586925305491108932009-03-17T17:06:00.000+02:002009-03-17T17:06:00.000+02:00You know I don't make movies with happy endings Ma...You know I don't make movies with happy endings Martin!!Hanli Prinsloohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09310777844778636394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954542217075657026.post-42952745526353686572009-03-17T01:28:00.000+02:002009-03-17T01:28:00.000+02:00I LOVE happy endings... you could make that a movi...I LOVE happy endings... you could make that a movie, you know... ;)martin_gkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10138926633367974714noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954542217075657026.post-830769870706717502009-03-14T08:21:00.000+02:002009-03-14T08:21:00.000+02:00thanks for all the kind words and shared anecdotes...thanks for all the kind words and shared anecdotes!<BR/>geesh bevan, your night under the bush sounds extreme! mine was mostly impractical!<BR/>and the good news is, the bag is found!Hanli Prinsloohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09310777844778636394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954542217075657026.post-49772537890827199882009-03-14T01:39:00.000+02:002009-03-14T01:39:00.000+02:00I took a bus in Santiago, Chile. It was meant to b...I took a bus in Santiago, Chile. It was meant to be direct all the way to the Peruvian border. At 1 AM however, a group of young army boys board and I soon discover I am in someones seat - My ticket only took me half way. Peeved at being severely yet very cleverly ripped off by the ticket salesman I was dropped off at a petrol station. I asked where I could find a hostel/hotel and was answered with laughter, a quick look around told me that nothing of the sort existed here. <BR/><BR/>I walked off the main highway and curled up in the bush along side a railway track. It was probably the coldest, loneliest nights of my life, but I woke up feeling stronger for it...less in control.Bevan Goldswainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10201659024603358450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954542217075657026.post-30204180536436276392009-03-13T11:00:00.000+02:002009-03-13T11:00:00.000+02:00at least you weren't wearing your flip-flops! Miss...at least you weren't wearing your flip-flops! Missing you honey, lovely to read your words. I fly tomorrow - yippppeeeeeeeee!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954542217075657026.post-66128864740811959432009-03-13T08:33:00.000+02:002009-03-13T08:33:00.000+02:00when we can see the lessons in the trials, then no...when we can see the lessons in the trials, then nothing will ever be negative again:)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com