There is a smile to be won in Abrams’ sexual prudishness:
As I went to shut the door I was met in the doorway by a very scantily clad Thai girl who grabbed me, and much to Louis' amusement she then pushed me down onto the bed and … (that part is censored). [Thailand]
Contrasted with his frank toilet tales:
My stomach was not completely better and although I felt better, I had still been almost caught short a number of times. Back at the hotel I took the opportunity to wash and change and also to wash my now quite dirty underpants. [India]
Though I’ll grant, a budget trip through the Indian sub-continent erodes most anyone prudishness regarding toilet even today!
There is much more to this diary. In sharing some of its banalities along with its highlights I hope to have done it justice. It is a significant and worthwhile piece, though granted not much of a read, perhaps more suited to someone researching the era, or with strong personal experiences in common with the tale.
That then is, the (longish) short of it. I’ll walk you through the highlights I’ve extracted another time, and that will be the (shortish) long of it I guess (some 6000 words to come). In the mean time, a heartfelt thank you to Steven Abrm for taking the time and energy to share this experience with us!