The Journey Home...

From the air my lame ass Ralph Lauren garment bag managed to break at every possible gripping point. Don't buy designer luggage!

Suprising the Cancun to New York was relatively painless. As was the 3 hour wait until my next flight. Some Asian kid, hoping to bond with me perhaps, bought me giant size cognac. So large in fact I didn't finish it!

Virgin put a lovely duck buffet in the upper class lounge. Unfortunately all the food, booze and the flat bed didn't help in the sleeping department.

Anyway landed, as usual this was after circling London for 20 minutes, will someone please start building that bloody third runway.

Got through immigration in 11 seconds, why aren't we profiling more? Got my luggage, changed into a suit in the toilet..and then got a taxi to Central for our meeting....

Not bad, not great...another 5000 miles odd..

Just The Weekend...Cancun

Cancun, Mexico Admittedly it was a little more than the weekend but only just. My co-conspirator on this mission was an Ethiopian spy, code named “The Bald One” a.k.a. DJ.

The water was really blue...

The resort was fine, nothing special, my daily routine consisted of sleeping in my room, sleeping by the pool, sleeping in the pool, sleeping on the beach and sleeping.

As you can see it was a very rigid schedule that I had the discipline and commitment to stick to for the whole trip.

We went scuba diving as well which was very nice, although I think I stomped over half the coral. Singh’s and water don’t really mix.

In a twist of fate, the jet ski episode seem to have smashed my back, back into to position alleviating the debilitating pain I had all through my holiday.

Just The Weekend...BBQ London

London, UK: So I thought it would be a good idea to try to do a BBQ on the one day I had free in London....after my Delhi Airpit ordeal...

Thanks to everyone who came..