That is remarkable and inspiring. I was riding this Summer along the Danube River somewhere in Hungary, worrying where I could stop for the night when I came around a curve in the path to see three young men in their bathing suits climbing out of a tent erected 5 meters off the path, eating bread and sausage. No one passing by seemed to give it a second look. That evening I stayed in a hotel, bought a restaurant meal. Who had a better time?