The first rule of an expedition is that everyone should stick together.
I felt sure we could gain the upper hand by putting ourselves in the mindset of the Incas.
Previous journeys had taught me the danger of taking too much stuff.
One senses that, in these conditions, no amount of wet-wiping could bring true hygiene.
There can be few situations more fearful than breaking down in darkness on the highway leading to Casablanca. I have rarely felt quite so vulnerable or alone.
Once in a very long time you come across a book that is far, far more than the ink, the glue and the paper, a book that seeps into your blood.