The air is heavy with perspiration, his t-shirt clings to his back. Outside, the sun lies stagnant on breathless tarmac. And all the flights are delayed. Continue reading “Delays”
I told y’all that China post wouldn’t be a one off.
Welcome, friends, to the rib-tickling, rip-roaring, raunchy (really? no, probably not), rambunctious, raw and ridiculous second installment of How is this my life? which offers zero advice to fellow travellers, asking instead the important questions like: What am I doing here? Did that seriously just happen? and, of course, How the fuck is this my life? Continue reading “How is this my life? (II)”