Wake up fresh at about 11am. We go down for about midday to catch the first of the games of football. Milled around until the second game of football. At this point there is absolutely no motivation to even leave the hostel. Bored of the city so kinda just sit around chatting all day. Second game finally comes on and finishes and manages to drag out another day. The football takes us nicely into happy hour where we all sit down and start the night. It's already been decided that we're goin to bahrein, the D'n'B club we went to a couple weeks back. Junior met a couple of Aussies an they join us for the night. Proper surfing stoners, you can just tell. Seem proper safe though so so when happy hour finishes we all pile into there private room with vodka we've snuk in. A guitar seems to appear the next thing the D'n'B has been turned down and one of the surfers is playing a good but slightly inappropriate rendition of fast car by Tracy Chapman. He finishes and after a slightly awkward silence the mp3 player is switched back on. Feeling rather merry after a few hours we head to the other hostel for a couple drinks and buy our tickets. Bahrein is pumpin as usual but after 3 or 4 heavy skanks I realise my legs ain't that up for it and decide to go home at a respectable 6/7 o'clock. Me an dice sneak a beer in to have it on balcony before hit the hay.