I’m back from my travels in Dubai and Lebanon and am halfway through writing a post about it. I’m going to be taking it easy for a few days, having had my last two wisdom teeth yanked out this morning by a Thai lady dental surgeon. She did a good job of it, which is completely unsurprising: Thailand has been a choice destination for health tourism for some time now, it costing a fraction of what you’d pay in the west. When I had the first two out in Dubai four years ago, it cost me £330. This time it cost me £246, and they not only charged less for the medication afterwards but they gave it to you in the surgery, instead of simply writing you a prescription and hoofing you out the door in the direction of the nearest pharmacy. So I now have a few days of misery to look forward to, but it’ll be worth it to be relieved of the headaches I was getting as rogue third molars burrowed their way through my skull, and it will be more than a little comfort to know I will not have to sample Nigerian dental surgery during my time over there, despite the blogging material such an experience would provide.