Nighttime in San Roque sure is interesting. After the sun sets the sounds of blasting wind, crashing waves, and miscellaneous animals occupy the soundscape. All these things creep into my dreams, intermingling with the subjects and objects of my subconscious mind. When in this place, lying in our tarp tent, immersed in these sounds, I have tremendous fun wondering if I am asleep, awake, or somewhere in between. I would choose this sleeping space over most others, for all the interesting spice it adds to my sleeping, dreaming, waking life!
By: Jon Manrow