Boats

So, after much chasing over Shanghai, we managed to book our passage to Osaka. a 2 day ferry trip. (by we, i mean me, sinead and Laura - Sam flew, he had a rendez vous with a certain italian girl)

The boat was brilliant - the only way to travel, as far as i'm concerned. There was karaoke! Picture the scene - Me and a nice isreali girl (who turned out to be an armed bodyguard!) belting out Africa by Toto, in front of an empty bar, in rough seas. As Laura put it: 'that's really why you came travelling'

My cabin mate turned out to be a nice elderly Japanese american chap by the name of Mr. Shan. Mr shan had been all over the world. And had stories about being all over the world. And views on the people he had met...all over the world. And, happily enough, he had a really easily imitatable voice! Hi-larious!

(As an addendum to the Mr. Shan - Two days later, I'd just dropped Sinead off at a train station, bought a nice solitary coffee, sat down with a good book, happy as a pig in...and, who do I hear, only the same endlessly talkative voice I'd been imitating the whole night before. 2 hours more of Mr Shan, in an exclusive Andy-only performance!)

So for the two days on the boat, the girls reverted to their natural state (pyjama-ed), and we vegged out like demons. Best way to travel, ever!

Tomorrow, Japan!

Tonight - please god no beer, pleeease!

(and to all our fans who want photographs- stay tuned, we have the technology! highlights include - the legendary halloween costumes, the great wall, various landmarks, and adventures in trick photography!)