Before setting off from Warsaw I did the unspeakable. Ignoring my mathematician's self mocking me relentlessly I took a hint from voodoo sages and left a bottle of rum at a graveyard for good karma. So, fully vaccinated and with the spirits on my side I set out first to London to meet the other five.
The night of Lisa's birthday we're all in Hammersmith, plus Axiel, Ali and Jesus. Making sushi and about to go to a salsa club. We've spent the weekend catching up and complaining about our respective PhDs (or lack thereof) and between the firespinning, climbing trees and Pimm's games there's little time for planning, apparently we're gonna do that during the 12 hours we're about to endure at Delhi airport. Oh joy.
- Eva
Bangkok, we're coming! Well, not yet really, still one day in hammersmith, two long flights with a dubious indian airline and some 12 hours on delhi airport in the way. But the set-up is done now, everyone is gathered and excited and we are getting in tune with some sushi made by Jules (ok, on the food road map sushi is some 4000 miles off the track. But who cares, it's at least asian!).
The first nerve test was yesterday when everyone, me the most, got a little bit grumpy, after an hour spent in a bus, stuck in london city traffic and with no food in our craving stomachs. Let's see if more are coming, but "the crew" is well-experienced with these situations (and many more), so we'll handle it!
- Ralf
