Not what you want to be woken by at 3am. And they’re still going! It’s 4:30. I have a suspicion that some of them are from The Company, which is very embarassing. They don’t seem to realise that their voices are echoing around the courtyard. When C yelled across to them they either didn’t hear, or didn’t care.

C just left for Mumbai (yes, at 4:30am) for a gruelling day trip. He’ll be back tonight, poor thing. B missed her flight home, in a very embarassing time-zone confusion. At least I have another day to enjoy her company. B is great. She’s so Irish; she’s actually given me a real hankering for home. We’re going to see Harry Potter tomorrow, I mean today.

Hmm. The Americans have shut up. I wonder if someone knocked on their door? No, their balcony door is still open, and they lights are on. I guess it’s just that none of them feel like a smoke right now.

Tg – not as sleepy as I want to be