Well when I escaped I was ready for some outdoor time. I headed for the old English cemetery which I'd heard was fascinating. I thought I knew how to get there, but an hour later I pulled out my guide book and realized I'd been going the exact opposite direction! It took me an hour more to walk back and by then I was feeling a little off again so I decided not to go. I went book shopping again. I really didn't need any more books, but I found a place that would exchange books so I figured it was better to have unread books than deadweight. Then I picked up my pants - they were perfect, now the pockets won't fall open when I have stuff in them. I decided to wander around the neighborhood one more time - I visited the puzzle man (and bought two more - for a total of twenty-seven! The other twenty-five got sent home already), walked around, and checked the internet. I went back to the hotel and decided I need to shave - it's been a week. I asked at the front desk for a bucket of hot water. A few minutes later they brought be a coil to put in my bucket. Like a giant version of the tea cup water heaters. Electricity and water - it can't be safe, but it worked great. I started in on the packing, there's plenty of room now, but I've got to figure out how I want it organized (and what to do with eight extra books!) Somehow in all my excitement to find stuff to send home last night I put aside the things that I was sending the package for! It's just cables and bit's and pieces from my digital camera or the stuff I just bought, but still it was the whole reason for sending a package.

I arranged for a three AM taxi to the airport and then went to my favorite restaurant for my favorite dinner - again (chicken tikka masala, garlic cheese nan, and an orange lassie). Back at the room I finished packing around midnight and tried to get some sleep - that two thirty alarm was going to be brutal.