20/11/05

20/11/05

Sunday – Cyprus..

Home…

With two big bags of shopping (that were certainly over weight) and a fistful of notes for a whole host of poem about Cyprus.
I was dog tired caused by going out late on Saturday with Evi and a few others to a night club, which was cool but then knackered by a huge, nasty storm which almost wrecked the windows of my hotel which kept me awake most of the night and too tired to sleep on the airplane.