Tuesday 8pm

The Japanese girl in the bed on top of me got bitten by bugbeds... I think she means bedbugs -although I don t know what that is either, but then she shows me her legs... Nasty.

She tries to communicate with me. Chineze to me. But when she offers me a beer, I accept and we continue the difficult conversation that involves a lot of gesturing.

Oh yes. Indeed, people I drink beer here, because that is what they believe that belgians do and I dont want to burst their bubble.
The Mexican guy joins us. He apparently has a new shirt on, so that is a good sign.
She smiles at him, he smiles back.
She opens her laptop .