Fit to Fly?
It’s an indulgent buckshee week in Hong Kong. Zac and dad head to the movies, to the arcades, barely surfacing from the air-conditioned tunnels and...
It’s an indulgent buckshee week in Hong Kong. Zac and dad head to the movies, to the arcades, barely surfacing from the air-conditioned tunnels and...
There’s a bustle in the room when I snap awake, an orderly cluster of pastel-dressed nurses, neat in pink, apricot, mauve and chocolate, emitting the...
After Zac’s epic and terrifying reaction to Stemetil, I am now quietly confident that everything that could go wrong already has. After a refreshing cigarette...
The Union hospital stands tower-high among the green hills of the Sha Tin district in Hong Kong’s New Territories. Jungle winds between luxury condos, car...
Before Zac broke his arm, I’d assumed that emergency medical evacuation was, well, a fast process. You know. Just look at those three words: “emergency...
The ambulance driver indicates I should buckle my seatbelt, which seems a little conservative of him until he hits the road. More than half the...
Morning dawns and both Zac and I are quite childishly excited about the prospect of a helicopter evac. You see, neither of us have actually...
The jeep rolls up the hill, and the doctor emerges, with a metal box of tricks. She’s a slight, friendly woman in her 30s: I...