Up at 7am. Spent 30 minutes running around the hotel. Although early in the morning it was still phenomenally hot. Must have lost 10 pounds in sweat. Most of that was regained at breakfast. I decided that I would eat only breakfast and dinner and skip lunch. Its was my sacriface for combating the ever increasing waistline.
My day was spent sleeping and watching TV. There are enough American channels to keep one's interest. As the day turned into night I made my way towards Naam Bay. I returned to Bus Stop. I met a very interesting man named Mitchell Johnson. He was ex SAS. Over a beer or two he told me his experiences in the Falklands War as the advance guard. He was parachuted into Goose Green 2 weeks before the main Task Force arrived. As a young paratrooper he was involved in the Bloody Sunday events. Completely facscinating. Now semi-retired he works for an organisation called MFO (he did tell me what it stood for but I have forgotton). I am sure I will meet up with him again before my vacation is over.
I was able to get into Hard Rock Cafe free of charge. It was 1am and I did not leave until well after 3am. The music was loud and pumping a good time was had.
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