Stranded . . .

Early morning rise as per usual, I felt horrendous, all my throat glands bla bla bla, maybe I should just report when I'm well.

So 8.15am ferry to hong kong, I wandered round central, ended up heading back to jasons after buying me black skinny jeans. It was an eventful pants morning actually. As when I went to starbucks toilet I realised my black nike 3/4s on back to front, so I whipped them off, I thought they weren't lying right. So when I went to try on the skinnies in h&m, I know not very hong kongy, I realsied I had reput my pants on the right way round, but inside out, I'm such a tit, so when I put them back on it was a full 360 turn in the mirrors, to make sure I was ok, except my ankle bleeding and ready to collapse, I had my clothes on correctly and could see the reflection of the crazy lady in the mirror with enormous bags and everyday the hair growing longer become bigger and wilder.

Back at jasons I went to sleep, excitement all round. When laura got back from tourist activities we bumped into each other at a cafe and cooked jason his tea which took approx 3hours to make pumpkin and lentil soup with stir fried veg rissotto. With red wine of course.

This is the time we discovered that we were stranded in hongkong, as hongkong is china we thought out chinese single entry visa would be fine to get the train overland to vietnam, it turns out by jason no, we would need another visa. So we booked a flight for tomorrow to hanoi, only to realise our vietnam visas arent valid til saturday(its friday tomorrow), so back to the vietnamese embassy tomorrow to get the visa changed, my head was already battered, so wine went down well at this moment with a cuppa!xx