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	Before becoming a salaryman, I did a few long overland and sea trips, mostly in the 1980s [Chapter 2]. (click on map to enlarge)
	On the road to Alice Springs (Australia, early 1980s). Daytime temperatures of 42 C and a bumpy, sandy road for 900 km were too much for the car (a 10-year old Torana with a Vauxhall Viva 1.1 litre engine), which died in outback Queensland and was buried in a scrap yard. Had to hitchhike 2,500 kilometres back to Sydney.
	Pagan: semi-desert region in central Burma, south of Mandalay: hundreds of Buddhist pagodas. Hot. Burma has the friendlist people of all the 70 odd countries I've passed through. Pity about the government.
	Early morning taichi in the park ("the bund") along the river-front in Shanghai, 1983. Almost everyone wore the same navy blue clothes of the Cultural Revolution and there were no tall buildings or highways, and very few cars.
	Anchored between Lanzarote and Graciosa (Canary Islands) 1985, a week after leaving Casablanca, on route to Caribbean.
	Caught a big fish (1.5 metre shark) off the African coast, had shark for dinner, discoved that shark flesh contains urea, which does not agree with the stomach, coughed it all back into the ocean. Not recommended.
	Caribbean, early 1986. (I'm the one with the beard.) The yacht - built by Gilles, the 22-year-old captain, in New Caledonia - was sturdy, but rough. It was eventually confiscated by the customs in northern Brazil when Gilles refused to pay the taxes they demanded.
	Near San Pedro de Atacama, northern Chile

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