Its being a long road since I left Oz in October and the time has gone way too fast although not fast enough on some of the infamous bus journeys. I can now in varying degress of success say hello/ thanks/ good bye/ thats too expensive/ I`ll have the special/ beer/ in about 10 languages. I`m not going to even start with what was my favourite country but now I understand why fellow travellers rave about Asia.
My travels have led me to spend -
58 hours flying
A bum numbing 250 hours on buses
A whopping 284 hours on trains begining in Saigon - Moscow last stop.
Crunched my way through 17 books
6 ferry trips
39 moto rides / the best one driving through the rain in Kalimantain and the worst in Phnom Penh where I was glad I arrived in one piece!
The odd budget permitting taxi
I am now an expert in chopsticks and in getting every last grain of rice fromm the bottom of the bowl. The food was amazing throughout and the markets nothing short of a revelation - from traders crushing fresh chillies and making curry paste to dessicating coconut to order. I will never have a bowl of cornflakes for brekkie again.
So now in true shoestringer style I`m off to spend my last night at the airport.......
