Trip Start Jul 16, 2008
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Trouble is, the door is looked at night, even the gate. Yesterday I was tempted to climb over the fence... and tried a couple of times but thought better of it. He must have known I wasn't back yet so probably kept looking out for me which is why eventually he came out to let me in. In the car yesterday he asked me when I'd be back to the hotel and I said... who knows? Luckily he seems to be pretty good natured.
Finally though there was just me, the greater of the two Danes and a bottle of some Slovak spirit left. And yes, before long we'd knocked that off too. Then he decided at four in the morning that he wanted to go to town. Not wanting to be a piker I said, let's go! We hadn't got very far before a couple of blokes stopped in their car to give us a lift. They knew that there'd be nothing open in town except for the corner shop that's a necessity in case someone (like us) wanted to buy beer at 4 in the morning. Once stocked up with beer we went for a drive in the country... no idea where, but the two blokes seemed to be having a good time. And eventually we got dropped back at the congress centre. I suspect that both of our heads were spinning a fair bit by then so probably don't remember that much of where we'd been.
Back at my pension, the front-door bloke told me that he'd had a look for me at 2 in the morning, at 4 in the morning... I rather sheepishly made my apologies and... went to bed.