“As far as the eye could see stood tall, magnificent palm trees, entire groves of them along the horizon, growing thickly, without interruption. I also saw lakes-yes, enormous blue lakes, with animated, undulating surfaces. Gorgeous shrubs also grew there, with wide-spreading branches of a fresh, intense, succulent, deep green. All this shimmered continuously, sparkled, pulsated, as if it were wreathed in a light mist, soft-edged and elusive. And everywhere-here, around us, and there, on the horizon-a profound, absolute silence reigned: the wind did not blow, and the palm groves had no birds…i began to drink…But as i felt my thirst subsiding, and the madness within me dying down, the green vista began to vanish. Its colors faded and paled, its contours shrank and blurred.” Written by a favourite writer – Ryszard Kapuscinski about the effects of extreme dehydration in the Sahara. Photos from a trip to ‘Sportsworld’, an abandoned theme park in Izu.