I don't like to get up early in the morning. Most days I'll lay in bed reading the paper on the internet and drinking coffee for a couple of hours. Nine seems a sensible time to move out of bed and onto the sofa. Not today, as a friend from work said he gets up at four thirty every morning and was planing an early trip into town. Stupidly I said text me before you go. Staying healthy has a whole new meaning in this part of the world. Back home some of these people wouldn't look out of place in my local mental hospital. The results of this mad jaunt are here.
Some say this is a bit voyeristic but I all I know is, it's a fascinating socio-cultural phenomenon.
Tomorrow I'm staying in bed 'til noon.
