I did it! I climbed to the top of Mount Kinabalu, all 4,095 metres of it! After getting up at six-thirty yesterday for breakfast of toast, lots of butter, and then scrambled eggs, lots of tea, and dry pancakes, we set off anxiously on our hike. By the first kilometre we were all sweating, and my Albas Oil-infused tissues were coming in very handy as sweat wipes. My white t-shirt was clearly never destined to survive this trip, as it was already drenched. I tr...

I woke up at midnight thinking the new day had begun, but of course this wasn't the case and back off to the land of nod I went. When the alarm finally went it was for a breakfast that consisted of fried chicken, fish fingers, and chicken curry; I went for the fruit and only a few noodles as the concept was a little lost on me, but I'd better get used to it. We all met at the bus ready to depart, and of course I chose the seat with the broken book/bottle holde...

Well it's only seven-fifteen and gosh it's been an eventful day already: I've been locked inside a building, late for yet another flight, and been told by a self-proclaimed devout Christian from Florida that there isn't long for this world according to Daniel. I'm not that sure who exactly Daniel is, but I didn't care for his preaching at five-thirty in the morning. I couldn't sleep for fear of missing the alarm, so eventually just got up at four-fifteen, bu...

Another strange night of waking at random times ensued, but this time it was accompanied by a pounding headache: today was the day I'd ensure I drank lots of fluids rather than suffering dehydration to save a few Hong Kong dollars. I took a very busy Central Line to Hong Kong Island, and remembered it was Saturday so of course it would be busy; I'd given up being polite and was now staring at those who stared at me as my neck began to hurt from bowing it in ...

I had my first experience of jet lag this weekend, staying awake until nine-forty on Friday, thinking this would stand me in good stead for a good night's sleep, but I then woke up just an hour later feeling as though a whole night had passed and I was ready to face the day. I didn't really fancy the streets of Mong Kok at night so I persevered with sleep, only to wake pretty much every hour on the hour until seven the next morning. After another shower spen...