All true. But to begin where I left off in oz... Went to see Paul in hospital, then from there to hostel to enjoy noodely supper of two packets of beef noodles and soy sauce, which were rough and made me feel sick. Bed around ten, which was when the nightclub three floors underneath me opened. The nightclub insisted on playing its lively disco music until 2.30am, which didn't please the mattador in any way. On the contrary, with my alarm set from 5.30am to catch my flight, I was rather unhappy about the whole thing. I was also unhappy to notice at around 4am, a Korean gentleman taking a number one in the corner of our dorm room, next to, and in fact a little bit on, my rucksack. He was very apologetic (and so
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