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Hey all,

Spent most of the morning talking to a South African bloke who is staying here and one of the guys that works here, an Irish/English/Italian/Whatever young dude who is a busker and who is working here for a year or so, sidetracked whilst on his way to an Irish music festival in Finland (!).

Then skype to K for a while. Then, my big outing of the day consisted of walking to the shop where my foot insert things were to be picked up. Was a bit sceptical, but they make a surprising amount of difference in my boots – my limp is distinctly less. I guess they would want to be effective, given that I could afford to stay in this hostel for three and a half weeks on what they cost me to buy. That and dinner took up my 500 metres allowed for the day, so now back at the hostel. 

Finished The Left Hand of God this morning, which was a fun novel that I bought yesterday – a dark parallel history/fantasy novel which also manages to be several hundred pages of anti-catholic rant, but was a good read despite that. Bought Ellroy's Blood's a Rover today and am into it now. Is good and his short sentences are not as over the top annoying as they were in the previous one, where his style had turned into an annoying caricature. Of. Itself. Which was a shame. After American Tabloid.  Which was fantastic.  Will give me something to do tomorrow - is back to his best so far.

Photos. 1. The bunk above me. 2. Swedish backpackers: animals. 3. The stylish mobili (furniture) of my room makes the forced confinement much easier to take. 4. The heartbreaking beauty of the view from the window.

Cheers, B.