Mmmm massage...

Returning to Brunei and the great hospitality of our hosts was a bit of a relief. We still couldn't walk much, but this wouldn't be too much of a problem with a pool, beer and a good book to content me. As I shuffled around like an old man, my host suggested I get a massage. As I may have mentioned previously, she is usually right about everything, and, unsurprisingly, she was right again. The massage was heavenly and I finally managed to bend my legs without making a creaking noise like a rusty bed spring.

Throughly chilled out we enjoyed the remaining time we had in Bandar. Aside from a vicious rainstorm that was spectacular for its ferocity, it was lovely to sit and relax in the heat. A fitting end to the second half of the trip.