101 Challenges:

Waking up in the morning should be a lovely experience. You open your eyes and wipe away your sleepy head, look around and give thanks to God for everything you see and then spring into action for the full day ahead.

On the 19th of February, we didn’t feel this. Instead, we woke up to the task of having to cover our faces in white paint, lipstick and eye liner, don on black leggings, a black and white stripey skin tight top, some white gloves and a black beret. Yes, this was our Silent Day.

Normally nothing really phases us. Let’s face it, the 99.999% of people we meet and see over here in Asia, we’ll never see again. So, it doesn’t really matter that much if we make a bit of an ass out of ourselves.

But this wasn’t really that normal. Lee’s face paint kept melting under the horrendously hot sun which meant that he no longer looked like a mime artist and instead, resembled a victim of a freak nuclear accident. This scared the locals. Lindsay, well, try and imagine a five-foot-eleven-and-three-quarters bulkily built lad squeezing himself into female size 8 tights and a size 10-12 frilly top and you’ll see why he managed to scare the locals too.

Surprisingly, after the initial 3 hours of complete embarrassment and awkwardness, we flung ourselves into this challenge and made our way all over Bangkok using nothing but the power of gesticulation. At certain points the Challenge proved excrutiatingly painful - not for us, but for the poor Bangkokians we had to sit next to on the Skyline trains or at fod outlets etc.

For one, these are, for the majority, a very polite, and keep-yourself-to-yourself kind of people and sitting next to two twats dressed as mime artists may be a tad innapropriate and uncomfortable. Still, the majority of the poor souls we subjected to our torturous and painfully poor miming took it in their stride and even joined in. We loved it.