Oh good lord let me off this fecking bus! There really are no words to describe the levels of discomfort that are being inflicted on our poor bodies. I will list only the most pressing here but rest assured I'm leaving a lot out. We have three (I was almost going to say seats) spaces on this god forsaken bus, each of which it horrendous in it's own particular way – one numbs your bum and cramps your left leg, one provides no neck support and the other squashes you and smacks your head on a metal pole. It necessary to swap seats every few hours so the night was spent praying for the next pee stop.