The trip back was nothing special, with the exception of having the pleasure of sitting next to a Yemeni while he ate a previously saved meal. As soon as we took off and the sun had set (it’s ramadan) he took out an older airline food meal and started to eat. He did so with his hands of course, and there was food everywhere. Thank God out trays were touching, it was the only thing saving me from a lap full of food… I’ve read almost 500 pages of Nicholas Nickalby since yesterday. i’ll probably finish it tomorrow. It’s a good story, but nothing like his “deep” works. It’s fun, I’m glad I bought it…
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