'...defeated, I fell asleep on the way to Saon Monastery [Marcel knew that we could somehow camp on the monastery grounds]. He woke me up on a happy tone: <Come with me, I’ve just found the most incredible and peaceful spot for us to camp – we have to ask Mother Superior’s permission though, to get the car there, as well>. One sturdy woman – this Mother Superior. She immediately said yes, without expecting anything in return, and then she rode away in a motor boat that she was driving. To a person that’s not at all into priests, nuns, and the institution of the Church as a whole, Mother Superior’s attitude came as a surprise.
After pitch up, we started our paddling/discovery session on Lake Telincea. An adrenaline rush soon followed, as we were caught by the storm right in the middle of the lake. I could say that I made it to the pier by the skin and the teeth. I barely managed to try out my new mobile shower, because the heavy rain made it impossible for Marcel and I to have dinner anywhere else but inside our tent.
We woke up to a very cool morning: it seemed like we had bidden summer ‘farewell’ [even though we didn’t actually acknowledge its presence during 2014] and welcomed autumn.'
#waterlust #goldenhour

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