CYPRUS | Monday, 16 June 2008 | Views [567]
Heading down the long, dusty and perennially bumm-ppy road along the furthest-western peninsula of Cyprus, these goats met us as we made a bee-line directly for the beach (only to wash off the dust). What looked like a 20 minute spin down the coast on the map turned into a 2 hour arduous trundle through the bush IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE, passing no cars, watching our fuel gauge head south towards EMPTY....
That swim was absolutely refreshing :)