Dreamt that I was shagging Mutya from the Sugababes (!!!) and just as it started getting interesting, the building started to collapse and we had to get the hell out of there. Quite disappointing.
I’m up super early to go to Petra, I’m very excited. Think everyone else has the same idea to get up at sunrise to beat the tourists, so I’m expecting it to be busy anyway.
Was woken at 4am by a call to prayer that was so eerily and hauntingly beautiful, it really shook me. They’ve all been crap so far but this was a banger. Maybe it was a special one cos Ramadan starts tonight? Gonna look into it cos I need to hear it again.
This hostel is grim and I heard more farts last night than I’ve heard in the last few years. Just a load of lads doing a load of farts and not giving a fuck.
The carpet is disgusting, one of the worst things I’ve ever encountered, and I know this because I’ve dropped things behind my bunk bed three times and had to crawl under them to retrieve them. Cockroaches and everything, I nearly balked. Decided to be clever after the third time (fool me once etc) and move all my stuff off the bed, and then my pal dropped her glasses from the top bunk and I had to climb under again
I hope you all have a delightful day of rest and I love you all x