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No river this evening, so I choose the middle of this wide field of straw for my camp place. (40 km west from Biala town). I am very very tired – 140 km this extremely hot day are behind me. I hope the nice sleep will recover me, but at midnight just below my eye some beetle begins trying to go out from its hole, crabbing the tent bottom with a great tenacity. Nothing to do – I am so tired and hope it will stop soon. Really, after 2 hours, this tedious insect decided to change the direction, I hope its tenacity leeds it in Australia now. But my sleep is broken. I begin to hate frogs, beetles, ants ... what else – I will see.