I am tired today. My first stop was Starbucks,I was in need of a morning coffee. Then I cycled the cities pedestrian ways, taking in the atmosphere and browsing the shops. Yesterday I asked a tramp if he would like a blow up mattress. Of course he did. I delivered it today as planned. This guy was thrilled, overjoyed.
His pal was also homeless, he drew every day to pass the time.
There were others who weren’t so fortunate. The pain in this guy’s face is incredible.
I had to eat. I remembered a Pakistani place that I’d past a couple of days ago. The location was typical of the area and so was the food. It really was first class.
I locked up the bike before going inside. It was a must.
I went back to my room to rest on the afternoon. I didnt really get any. I am hoping to camp tomorrow night but I might be forced to look for another room or stay in this one, one more night. I am tired. I’ve got dinner sorted, just down the road from the digs, then it’s on to The Irish Bar, to watch live Premiership football.