Day Four

On Day Four, just as the light started to appear at the end of the tunnel and we started to wonder what it would be like to communicate with other social groups, the hotel was invaded by a new tribe of doctors, with stallholders who had a very strange range of instruments and contraptions to sell.

Along with other irritating factors (like sucking up all the wifi) the doctors also blocked access to the coffee machines and ate all the salad at lunchtime.

In other news, I escaped, and was home by 10pm. Yeah. Love home!