Yes, I changed it. With some networking here and there, I was able to change the date of return for only $ 200 through my travel agency back home. I will return on August 19th at around 7pm. Not the exact date I hoped for, but the only possibility in August to return for the lowest cost. I hope you guys can go so long without me. About 64 days to go...
I had a little lunch with some left-overs today and was doing a bit of nothing at home. When suddenly R. called me, asking me to come down to talk to me about something. R. is a friend that also works at the Kallari café and is always joking around. But when I saw him downstairs he looked more serious than I’ve ever seen him. He said he needed my help with something. His cousin is in the hospital and she’s pregnant with some complications. He wants to borrow $ 60, which he will pay me back by the end of the month; and he would like me to come with him to the hospital. Though Mary would kill him if she knew that he asked me this, I say it’s okay. I know R. well enough to help, even though money is not my preferred way of helping others.
I get the money from my apartment and we walk to the hospital together, giving us ample time to get to know each other better. Which is easier now, because he’s not joking around so much. At the hospital, though, we find out that the visiting hours are passed and they won’t let us in to bring the money to R.’s cousin. We try the back door, but no luck either. The only option left is to wait a while until the guard at the entrance is relieved, which actually happened really fast. R. Showed me his house, where he picked up a phone charger for his cousin and then we went back. This time he got in, but I had to wait. I was wondering how the hospital would look like from the inside.
We take the bus back to Kallari, where I spend the rest of the day. Hmm, perhaps I’m spending too much time at the café, I gotta work more.
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