When I met an Afghan guy on a dance floor in Delhi I didn't really think much of it. Well, I mean, that's if you don’t count the mildly offensive suspicions I had about a Muslim being at a nightclub.
In his pictures he was massive, so I wasn't surprised when the Skype session opened to reveal a literally massive man slurping down a protein shake in real time.
His humungous hands sat our drinks on the table and he took a seat. I shifted slightly to fix my posture and obviously my legs interacted with his legs, which had had no choice but to encroach into my space.