It was a disturbing turn of events. On an accelerated high after running the Bangkok Half Marathon, endorphins surged through my body. My companions were equally buzzing with post-run euphoria as we landed in Phuket with a jam-packed schedule of luxury hotels, a sports resort, fitness classes, massage and lashings of healthy Thai food. But I found myself checking into Bangkok International Hospital, which wasn’t on the itinerary
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Stepping from the air conditioned terminal into the humidity-laden chaos of Phuket International Airport, I anxiously peer through the throng of arriving…
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There’s something immensely pleasurable about the soothing rhythm of long distance train travel. Despite the cosy quarters and extended confinement, I’m…
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Stepping gingerly into the ‘long-tail’, our heavy tread rocking the boat alarmingly, two young children in the stern peer curiously through long-…