Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Travel duo
I love travelling with Darryl. After 4 hours of drunken sleep, with a belly-ful of malaria, Darryl will wake for another full day of touring with red eyes and a smile on his face. And as Vietnam's hero Ho-Chi-Min took his revenge on our fragile western stomachs, we'd compare bathroom conquests and laugh. Often, in a restaurant, we'd visit the toilet in shifts, high-fiving as one left relieved and the other rushed in. Still smiling...
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