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One more good article by Rob Hopkins. Bugger I just flew up and down to Greece, increasing my footprint considerably in spite of all my efforts to use as little energy as possible…

Everything depends on oil. I drive to the airport in a car, leaving early for getting caught in a traffic jam is almost certain. And indeed, endless rows of cars, caught in a bizarre slow procession going nowhere. Giant trucks with warm stinking exhausts, from everywhere, loaded with everything, swarms of motorbikes, and cars, cars, as far as the eye can see… downright depressing. Then I board a plane that is being filled with a truckload of kerosine, it flies me to Greece in a few hours time. At Heraklion Airport a bus drives me to the bagage retrieval (while the plane is being refilled), and the another bus brings me to my final destination. The appartement is overlooking a wide bay with all kinds of tourist attractions: waterscooters, the inevitable Banana with speedboats in four or five variations, a huge buildling crane that is used all day for bungee-jumping, sunset tours on small passengers boats… At night there’s an endless row of bright, moving stars in the sky – planes bringing new loads of tourists. As we want to get away from the tourist crowd ASAP and to see the ‘real’ Greece’ we rent a car and drive 600Km in a few days None of this would have been possible without oil. Everyone is hooked to the Magic Stuff and it’s getting worse fast…

So, my deep TAN is completely petroleum-based…
But hey, I really needed that break…