Sergei Ostroverhoff

“I remember a couple of fun moments with Rick and Danielle. On one occasion, after smoking a lot of hashish, the sweetest thing happened. I was yawning and sort of stretching and, with my arms fully extended, a small bird flew down and landed on my index finger. What a bold move for such a little creature. And it just stayed for a long time. Any encounter like that is always one of those times when people either say or think, “Awwwww.”
― Kenneth Liss, From Heartbreak to the Hippie Trail: Sex, Drugs, and Backpacking in Europe, Israel, East Africa, and Asia

“Poindexter said we were going to spend the night [in Iran] at the camp ground in Meshad. So Tralala and I went to the market, in town. When we returned, the bus was gone. Our passports were in our backpacks on the bus. We rolled up in a Persian carpet to sleep that night. After a while, the Canadian guy [riding] in the bus, got worried. Went through our packs, found our passports, came back across the border to get us.”
― Richard Ehrlich, Apocalyptic Tribes, Smugglers & Freaks