It Begins

I am writing from Singapore's finest YMCA; wherein I have gotten myself clean, had a good meal and done whatever I feel. The Village People were right, it is fun to stay here - now all I have to do is join the navy and I'll have tested both their hits. Camp bands aside, the staff here are so kind I am genuinely considering converting to Christianity, I may not believe in God per say but I do believe in complimentary mineral water and free wi-fi (its in the Bible).

Unfortunately jet lag has turned me into a strange, insular, Gollum-like creature scurrying around the halls in the smaller hours of the morning and brooding silently in the daytime. But hey, if you want cheap flights you may have to go through a few more time zones than strictly necessary on your journey. This is nothing of course on the state I imagine Charlie to currently be in, staying alone out in Kuala Lumpur with nothing but pirate DVDs and rum (he's living a very pirate-based lifestlye) for company. Providing the old boy hasn't gone totally stir crazy, this will all change tomorrow eve when we rendezvous and begin our idiots ramble through South East Asia and we'll keep you posted through the magical medium of video. This is partly because plain text lacks the appropriate amount of bright colours and shiny things to keep people interested, but mainly because I imagine it will be interesting to watch our gradual transition from fresh faced, moderately confused Swindy boys to dead eyed, ruthless men of the wild (failing that, our transition into a Thai jail).

Peace
Joe