One of the girls I’m travelling with at the moment, Maria, was picked up by a guy who offered us all to sleep at his place and have a hot shower. So after being at Freyscenet National Park we drove to his place, arriving late in the night and had a very relaxed evening,listening to italian music, drinking wine, eating cheese and prosciutto and bred with butter. After 20km of hiking this was an amazing meal.
The knife above was the only one he had in his kitchen, was 30 to 40cm long, felt like a machete and was being used in a very universal way that night, from cutting cheese to buttering bread.
