Arrived yesterday after 20 hours of travel. Why to people insist on traveling with infants and sitting next to me? If not crying babies why a young man from Taiwan traveling for 36 hours with airport food and three Cokes (in two opening hours of the flight, "For free. Why not?") pushing sewage out his bum? For once I was out gunned in the
PigPen department. Here is a photo out my main room window.
This is down the street from the roof terrace.
Building across the corner. Note the graffiti, there is heaps of it and some pretty good.
Like this one on the terrace.
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