Day Five
Day five, and I picked up the motorcycle. Started out with having breakfast at the new hotel. It was funny, because I got there the night before and was all settled in, getting an early night, what with it seeming that nine oclock is, for me, the new midnight, and I heard an incredible commotion outside the building. I'd been weaing earplugs, but even with them in I could hear a tremendous racket outside, so I got up to investigate, went downstairs, and went to the front door, which had a big piece of wood barring the door closed. I looked around and saw some people asleep, and was kinda reluctant to do what was needed to be done to open the door (since it was so loud with drums banging and explosions and what not) that I just let it be. Turned out it was a wedding. Anyway. To get on with the day. They served a rather nice breakfast, and I got my obligatory cup of chai, and went for something a couple of women were ordering who were staying there. Got talking to a Russian
