Clean, Sober and Suffering

A yoga holiday in thailand seemed sensible when I was at my desk surfing the Web. But now that I'm on the mat and exercising more than my index finger, it's a different matter. As I press my chin towards my knee, the burn radiates from my hip and spreads down my thigh. I stare out at the jungle and contemplate my decision to come here. It arose from the innocent desire to wash years of living in Hong Kong out of my system. Breath-ing air chunky with particu-lates, eating mercury-laden shellfish and sharing close quarters with almost 7 million...