Travel Karma: the Pig’s Head

I lay there, individually unable to move but shuddering violently and uncontrollably from the fever. The light flickered above my head once again and with resentment I acknowledged the beginning of another day. The Doctor had jammed the needle into my arm five minutes earlier today plunging whatever it was into my arm that was Read more about Travel Karma: the Pig’s Head[…]

Clean Shaven into Ecuador

My wake-up call was a gun muzzle to the neck. Drawing up at the Ecuadorian immigration post, several kilometers on from the Peruvian exit over parched wasteland, we cut an unruly unwashed rabble of Englishmen and a couple of Irish girls. Unshaven and having slept for a couple of days in my present clothes it Read more about Clean Shaven into Ecuador[…]

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