Spent the last few days mostly in bed after some bad coucherie (pasta, tomato, garlic and stuff). Feeling alot better now though. Back in Cairo now, in the same hostel. Turns out the thief has been kicked out of the hostel, sacked from his job and run away to Sharm all because of me.

The picture is of the giant icecreams you get in Alex. This one came with a Useless second cone sticking out the top.

My phone isn't working at the moment - I think a gay who works at vodafone blocked my number because I didn't answer his calls. So now it's really difficult to organise meeting any friends