Sorry for the Group Email

Five months, 15,000 miles, and over 6,000 photos. One fake driving license and a multitude of cockroaches. Countless trains, buses and boats. We must have learned something. Click here to find out what.

Less relaxing afternoon activity, more death-defying white-knuckle ride at the mercy of a pack of dogs that just might change their minds and savage you at any moment. Read on to find out if we needed to trouble our insurance agency. Not that it would have helped.