|Hanoi, Vietnam… and no, I didn’t actually eat this…|
|A vast increase in luggage|
|Reverting back to conventional transport – it broke down an hour later. It didn’t get fixed!|
|That is actual poo running down the pipe of our ‘delux’ en-suite bathroom in Uzbekistan|
And led me to a life of luxury (albeit currently in a boat yard) aboard my new home, the Fiddler
And aboard her I will hopefully learn the art of sailing and deck handing and overcoming sea sickness and see a world of beautifulnesses that few have the opportunity to see .
And even though I’m required to be a vegetarian whilst onboard (which I’m trying out properly – if you’re going to try something, you may as well give it a real go) it’s an incredible opportunity I couldn’t possibly pass up.
And it gets better too, the crew’s amazing and they don’t even slightly appear to be human traffickers or psycho-killers
|Captain Kirk’s the bearded wonder at the back, and Jim’s the crazy face at the front
The rest have been hard at work painting, scraping, washing and ensuring I won’t be shipwrecking a second time in a year
And that’s a lot of change rolled into one, but exciting things lay ahead and if I can survive 8 days as a vegetarian without even being a little bit dead(apart from the hole in my leg), I think I’ll be okay – now I just have to adapt to a life of luxury
And seeing as it’s just gone 02h30 I really should be getting to bed – today’s [hopefully] launch day.