Lower limbs are currently the bane of our lives. The last entry detailed how a new (third party) knee and Ali’s dodgy Achilles had resulted in a month’s stasis and forced the jettisoning of Nepali trekking plans. But, not content, the gods of fate conspired to make it a trio of woes.
Wandering one steamy Bangkok night we discovered a street-side water ATM. It appeared that a litre was only... Read Full Entry