Friday, 2 May 2014

With these hands...

Granted my body clock is a bit awry after the journey and that big strange cities can be a bit intimidating, however there was definitely no-one in the bunk above me when I finally hit the sack in the oh-so cool Green Tortoise hostel last night. I slept the sleep of the innocent but woke with a bang when the first thing I saw as I opened my eyes were these worryingly immobile hands hanging down a few inches above my head!

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