Can your friendship survive the backpacking trip?
One of the worst nights of Phoebe’s life happened in a budget hotel in Panama City.Her and our mutual friend, who had been travelling together (almost) harmoniously for two months, had a drunken argument that led to a door closing on a friendship forever.It was perhaps a case of pot boiling over. Of not having the right conversations when it mattered, of being anxious and tired and losing track of who owed who thirty quid.It was the hardest way she has ever learnt that when you are moving – thro...
