Saying goodbye

This morning Aiman is picking us up to drop Ruth to the ferry. Its a strange thing how in just a couple of days we have really bonded and it's been nice having company my same age. Before we go to the ferry Aiman takes us to a friend of his AJ's for breakfast, he has a restaurant next to the airport and although I don't eat I enjoy a coffee.We get to the ferry nice and early and say our goodbyes and on the way back we go to the supermarket to pick up some stuff for AJ. It's been a long time since I've pushed a shopping trolley. I even managed to buy my hair wax here. I spend the afternoon sorting through paper work and Andrew one of the guys at the hostel is kind enough to go out of his way to get me stuff printed out. The people here are so kind I honestly think they are the kindest I've ever met. Nothing is too much trouble. In the evening I venture to the night Market for dinner I pick a few bits of different things samosas noodles with an egg, chicken say and get an iced caramel coffee and it all comes to less than £2. I walk down to the Sandy beach resort to meet Ej he's printed some paperwork out for me and I'm really glad to meet his wife Chris and his two beautiful children. On the way back I call Uncle Johnny an the 83 Yr old guy who joined us at pool the other night. He's in his goddaughter Carol's bar Wundabar where I share a few beers and walk him home. It's only 8 minutes away but with a little stop for him to take a rest it's more like 15minutes. I have a few things to do tomorrow so am glad of the earlyish night.Baca lagi