I spent several days in the jungle and ended up with my head through a windscreen and got the flu. I swear my troubles started from that point on. It was the final hurrah of a confident 'miles who could take on the world'. I came home bruised and unsure of myself. I even lost a whole patch of hair on my arm. I could never live in the jungle.

Mind you, I want to do another jungle trip. A different country, a different landscape and a healthier me. Just to prove to myself that I can do it. Last time was a bit of a disaster. One shouldn't allow that to shape everything.