Whenever I feel like exercise, I lie down until the feeling passes.
Robert M. Hutchins

I’ve never had much of a sense of direction and I’ve never been keen on walking, so staying on the move has usually meant finding other ways to get around. Planes, trains, cars, long-distance taxis, minibuses, rickshaws, tuk-tuks, becaks, ferries, canoes, buses, water taxis – if it has a motor or someone else is steering, I’ve probably sat in it. When there’s no other choice, I walk, often in the wrong direction.

Some trips have been straightforward and comfortable enough. Others have been less so: taxis in India and Paris, buses in Indonesia that didn’t inspire much confidence, and a small boat between islands in Fiji on water that felt a bit too open for my liking. They all did the job, though, and I got where I was going.

I’ll use almost any form of transport to avoid walking, but I’ve never taken to bicycles. That’s where the line is.