Tuesday
24th
July, 2018 1415
Water.
That
element has dominated the past two days, yesterday because it rained
the entire day and put me off shopping and then last night the water
supply went off and remains so. Until I shower I won't shop. It is
most troublesome, particularly as my wine stock is exhausted and it
will mean buying an overpriced and unverified bottle from Mr Jing Jo
and having a chicken salad instead of what I wanted – home made
sausage rolls – for dinner today.
The
trotters continue to strengthen, with stamina being the main concern
now after a month of basically sitting on my derriere but the ribs
still inflict spasms on occasion. Barring further calamity though I
should be fighting fit for a fortnight's time.
I
need to be. I've only just realised that I've saddled myself with 8
hotels, 8 flights and 2 ferry trips over the course of 18 days – I
am not a pop star on tour, I'm supposed to be relaxing! I reckon it
will be the same as last year, good to go back to work for a rest...
Mind
you, the pound isn't doing me any favours at the moment, whilst it is
on the up against the yuan it continues its slow descent against the
euro, which for the first time since the euro was born, will affect
me.
Wednesday
1645
Hopefully
the camcorder delivery problem is now solved, Royal Mail's email to
GLS was read and it is now on the van with the correct address to be
delivered hopefully today.
And
finally today, after five weeks, I have been to BHG! I'm not sure
whether to cry or celebrate though, after this long with only buying
essentials the bill was 500 yuan! And by the time I got back I
certainly felt it. I had ideas of going to town tomorrow to see if
there were any of my cigars in stock again but I will have to wait
and see how I feel.
It's
a nice warm day today at 31C but unlike the UK there are no heat
warnings, amber, red or otherwise. It was good to go further than the
square again though.
I
have been watching the fires in Athens with interest, praying it will
still be there in three weeks and also wondering if something
cataclysmic will happen in Paris. Why? Well, regular readers already
know mayhem either follows or precedes me when I plan a
trip.........
I
am not making light of a situation in which people have perished by
any means – I have a friend who lives there and I await some sign
he is ok – and I am not superstitious, I walk under ladders, yet it
seems I cannot move anywhere without something befalling me or where
I am going. Maybe it's because I walk under ladders........
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