I can’t even show you the CD. Why? Because I threw that five-track motherfucker straight into the Chao Phraya River, Bangkok’s crystal clear aquatic thoroughfare. As a Dive Instructor, I should’ve known better – eventually it’ll end up lodged in the colon of a sea turtle, and I’ll be no better than Tony Abbott or…
We were staying in a nomad camp in the middle of the steppe. There were about 10 bottles of vodka in the back of the van at at all times, and at each new camp we would produce two - one as a gift for our hosts (we also paid them money, of course, for…