We are a few days on from the last installation of the memoirs, the blind leading the blind around south East Asia. A significant amount of debauchery has occurred in that time. A few drinks, ending in quite a few drinks, a drunken game of pool with two French girls and German a guy. A not so lush beach with a few dead dogs washed up on the shore. (aptly now given the name dead dog island) and almost getting stranded with the closing tide, sadly losing Charlie's ...

Charlie and I set off on our adventure, leaving the autumnal weather of England behind. We had a long journey ahead. First stop Mumbai. With a shot of jd, shrooms on toast for me and packet of skips for Charlie we headed to our gate. Our plan was to get slightly intoxicated on the flight. It just makes for a more interesting flight. True to our word we got battered. A few vodkas, no gin to our disbelief. The guy next to Charlie (slightly Pervy) kept us topped up...