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will burst. And finally, after all that, you stand on the summit and look around, and you really feel like you’re on top of the world. But I’d rather go climbing once a month or every two months, otherwise it becomes routine.

What I’m doing here in South America is looking for the extraordinary. I love the unusual. Mystical religious ceremonies, pagan rites, local Indian witchcraft. Unusual people, places that have their own special atmosphere, new friends, all those things. There are a few special things here that I just had to try. Just a short while ago I had one of the most fantastic experiences of my life. I climbed up to the top of a mountain with this French girl, took a piece of cactus, and prepared a drink from it. The girl only had a little, and it didn’t affect her that much. I had a lot and was flying for seventeen hours. By the end of the trip I was scared that I would never come down.

Now the main thing I want to tell you is about another kind of trip I’m leaving on tomorrow. I don’t want it to sound like I’m over dramatising, but it could be very dangerous. I might even be risking my life. I’ll be gone between four to six weeks, and I won’t be writing home during that time. Think of something to tell Mom and Dad so they won’t worry.