Sunday 3^rd December, 2017 2030

Absolutely exhausted.

One incident I never mentioned in the last post from yesterday was not because I forgot it but to spare a maiden's blushes. It was made clear today that she actually wants me to relate it and who am I to refuse?

On the way to dinner at the Indian restaurant we left the suite on the 20^th floor and got in the lift. By this time Stephanie (genteel and ladylike are not words that can be honestly attributed to her) had been guzzling my jing jo and allegedly has no recollection of said occurrence.

Anyway, we took the lift down and shortly before landing at ground level, Stephanie evacuated her bowels, emitting considerable amounts of methane, producing a one hundred decibel ear-shattering concussion and a one degree increase in temperature at the polar icecap, another 1,000 square mile widening of the ozone layer and in the process either causing herself to levitate or more probably to jump in surprise.

Upon landing, the lift computer was deceived into thinking that rather than there being three people in it, the maximum of 13 had been exceeded. It duly stopped abruptly halfway between the 3^rd and 2^nd floors and the doors opened. I was somewhat stunned, more by the apparent stranding of the lift than the fart and having imbibed a little myself, undecided as to the best action to take.

In the end the doors eventually closed again and we resumed our descent. Stephanie says she has no recollection. I am not so certain. It was however the first time I experienced someone blowing off disabling a lift.

Breakfast this morning was fabulous. I have to say the spread was the best I have ever seen. Hilton and Holiday Inns do a great job but this was at the top, albeit you had to tour the huge dining room to find things that perhaps should have been grouped with other items, for instance the French toast to order was miles from the western offerings of sausage, bacon and eggs etc. Perhaps because the Chinese see it as a dessert but they did have maple syrup too.

Before breakfast the girls went out supermarket shopping. They have had yaks on the brain since going there. Anything yak was what they wanted. Did they buy yak cheese or butter? No. Did they buy yak milk? No. Well they did sort of. Powdered yak milk! I shall always remember the trip as the Yakkety Yak weekend.

As they left this morning before breakfast Annie said there might be someone arriving with some more toiletries. There were more than we could possibly need in the suite but by now I knew they were going to filch anything unused. I just never knew they would have the gall to order extra just to pinch. A carrier bag's worth of slippers, toothbrushes, shampoo, razors etc turned up not two minutes after they left. Try explaining to housekeeping it wasn't you that ordered them!

Yes, it cost me a fortune for the suite but crumbs, I would stay there again!

We disembarked from the train home, took a taxi and arrived home around 1700.

I am now becoming numb in my front temporal lobe so bedtime is imminent. But then had I come home refreshed I really wouldn't be able to say I had a great time, would I?