Another night, another toilet ridden night. The belly is acting up again and kick backs from me feeding it last night.
We put the alarm clock on this morning to make sure we don’t sleep to long. When it goes off I have really no notion of sleep, just running to and from the bathroom.
Katja makes herself breakfast and after a while I try to eat something to. It lasts for about fifteen minutes before it’s been through all of me and is back out there. Yay!
We take a slow morning and do a little writing of different sorts. Then we get dressed for the outside world and head for the store. We move over to the other places near the pier and do the shopping there. The supermarkets are really nice here, but the prices are almost like being back home. We get what we came for and head back home. I eat a little sandwich and go to bed. I don’t know if sleeping will help, but then I don’t have to be awake and feel the “rumble in the jungle” as it happens.

Katja go for a run while I sleep and I don’t wake up before she’s back. I’m better, and hope for a speedy recovery from here.
We spend the next hours relaxing, reading and then eating a little (at least Katja does), and then we make ready for going to the airport.
Mette, our good friend from Denmark is coming to join us for the next three weeks. We get on the bus and reverse the trip we did a couple of days ago. We get Mette an octopus card, and wait. No trouble for her and we meet up. From there it’s the bus back to the apartment where we spend the evening catching up and having dinner. We also make a loose plan for tomorrow. The forecast for tomorrow is clear sky, but windy. Hopefully we’ll make it up to Victoria Peak for a nice view of the city.

Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.

– Leonardo da Vinci