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One traveller's day-by-day account of a year-long journey through Japan, China, Thailand, Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia, Malaysia, Singapore, Australia, New Zealand, America and Canada

My initial alarm swiftly turned into pure joy when a sloppy freak wave from the collision rose up... and landed all over none other but Camcorder Man, and him alone. There is justice in the world after all! His fuming face was an absolute picture for about ten minutes after that. I positively wet myself. It made my week.

We transferred to Another Bloody Bus. By five o'clock I'd finally stopped laughing at Camcorder Man's misfortune, and wiping my eyes we wearily climbed the stairs of our hostel haunt. I stopped in my tracks when I spied a familiar pair of well-worn skull and crossbones flip-flops on the stairs. Yuk Sung "Noesha" Hu was still kicking about. Turns out she'd had hassle with her Indonesian visa. The rumour I've heard is that an Indonesian Governent minister was once refused entry to Holland a few years back. Since then he has become Head of Immigration. So apparently his policy aims to make it much harder for Dutch Citizens to get visas than other European nationalities. I've read cases of Dutch applicants being turned away for purely for having uncovered arms and legs whilst visiting the Embassy.