‘Amy… Amy!’ I heard Emma scream. Or it may have been a call. Perhaps somewhere in between, either way it had a degree of urgency that meant all was not as it should be.
We were at TCDF Eco-logic, a lodge run to support the Thai Children’s Development Foundation up in the jungle wilds of southern Thailand. Amy, Oliver and I were riding the rapids on a truck tyre on the little river in front of our bungalow. Emma was supposed to be having a shower. Continue reading “Where the wild things are…”
8 itchy feet 