Just figuring how we were wired inside.
Almost exactly four years ago I was in Prague, wandering the cold snowy streets in search of something to do. I found myself in a little courtyard about half a mile from Wenceslas square, and looking round a few shops I found a little book shop. I expected all the books to be in Czech, and was happily mistaken. I bought a book about a young man who wandered off into the Alaskan wilderness.
The book, by Jon Krakauer, is a true story and despite the sadness of the story, it is still a very uplifting one. Yesterday I watched the film of the book, directed by Sean Penn and staring Emile Hirsch it was better than I had hoped. They made a great job of it and would recommend a look.