Bangkok, Thailand
I wake up and inspect myself and surroundings. I still had all my fingers. My face was tattoo-less. There was no monkey, or naked Chinese man in the room. Phew.
Feeling fragile, we refuelled with breakfast before jumping in a tuk tuk to the Grand Palace. Holding back the urge to sing 'Getting to Know You', 'Shall We Dance' and other songs from The King and I, we roamed the palace and marvelled at it's beauty. It was incredible. Scenes of war and stories were...