In all of my infinite wisdom I booked us a super early flight from Singapore to Manila, the method in the madness being that we'd get to spend a whole day in Singapore then head to the airport and not have to fork out for a night's accommodation but it turned out there is more [...]
All of the moisture in my head had been replaced with sand in the night. I looked around for the badger whose arse I felt like I'd been licking. Ugh. Fuck alcohol, I'm never drinking again* (* Terms and conditions apply). The gorgeous shower at the hostel went some way to restoring some shred of [...]
So kaya toast has been added firmly to the list of "shit I enjoy applying liberally to my facehole." We went to Ya Kun Kaya Toast where you can choose from set meals which include two soft boiled eggs cracked into a bowl and a cuppa, and when I say soft boiled I'm talking only [...]
Singapore is the perfect antidote to the trauma (*dramatically presses back of hand to forehead*) of spending the best part of two weeks face down in a pool of your own rancid sweat because your left lung somehow managed to pick up a dose of fucking pneumonia somewhere along the line. Only my left lung, [...]
Generally, admitting yourself to hospital during a trip isn't something you look back on with fondness but it's not often you get your own room with AC and a reliably hot shower, decent WiFi and three meals a day which you select off a menu delivered to your bed whilst you watch movies on HBO. [...]
There's this water temple just north of Ubud that I'd really wanted to see but by the time we got to the area during our Big Bali Scooter Tour it was too late, but now I'm out of hospital and my lungs are behaving themselves we figured we could just nip up there from Padang [...]
Turns out that spending the night on a boat docked at a port isn't conducive to a good night's sleep. Fuck me, ports are noisy places. Add to that I'd developed a mean cough over the previous couple of days, I think my hacking would have kept half of Labuan Bajo awake. We'd had a [...]
So it turns out that travel sickness tablets block up both ends. Who knew? I kind of just figured my colon had gone on strike in protest at the whole being on a boat thing which not many of my organs were particularly chuffed about but nope, I woke up at some god awful hour [...]
I wouldn't have rated my sleep as quality last night but the back and forth rocking of the boat was much less traumatic than the side to side of the other night. I opened my eyes and peered outside. The sky was on fire! What a stunning sunrise. My basic motor functions grudgingly agreed to [...]
It was bang on 2am when the engines, as promised the previous night, fired up. I can sleep through noise as long as it's constant. Even constant-ish, like traffic or music or radio chatter. The engines weren't an issue, but fuck my life the sea was rough. Thanks to the tablets I was chucking into [...]
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