Part 5: Fitness at the bay....* The following morning at 5:30am I heard a gentle tap at my door. I was in a semi awake kind of sleep after spending most of the night tossing and turning, the jet lag still had a grip on me. With my hair sticking up, eyes squinted, still in my underpants, and with out a moments hesitation, I answered the door, ignoring my friends previous warnings to be security conscious, and vigilant at all times. Luckily for me, it was only ...

Part 4: Manila...* After a really quite pleasant 3hour flight, we where preparing to land, and a good 20mins ahead of schedule too. I took a glance out of the window to see what awaited me, pausing slightly to think that it all looked relatively normal from the sky. The captain warned us of the humidity and heat outside, but by now I'd hoped my body had acclimatised somewhat after Singapore. I left the plane then joined the line for immigration. 'Ah...Itali...