That Extra Day

29th of February

A quiet day, I knew I wouldn't be going rafting, so I took it easy... Spent a good while at an internet café, uploading pictures and writing some stuff. I bought 6 eggs, 3 pieces of bread and a small packet of butter... MacGyver style, right? I read in my book London Fields, and around 16 o'clock I went out talking to rafting agencies, and finally one of them had a trip the following day (1st of March). So I booked it and settled with the idea of spending 3 full days here (arriving Thursday and leaving Monday), as the bus doesn't leave on Sundays.

Later in the day the daily bus (except Sundays) arrived and dropped off loads of people, 4 of whom found their way to the same hotel/hostel as me. Eyal, Rachel, Dave and Eddy (you can see them all here), all of them Jewish but not Israeli. Eyal is from Israel, Rachel is from Maryland (USA) and Dave and Eddy is from Sydney. Everyone but Rachel went off with the other Israeli people they had arrived with to book a rafting trip, and they managed to make their way to Fly George Rafting service just like me.

Afterwards we went to a pizzeria together and ate pizza with tuna on it (no ham, right?) which for me was surprisingly delicious. By now it was late and the hotel/hostel closes the doors at 23 o'clock, so we hurried back, got inside, sat down and talked till midnight when the owner asked us to go to bed.