Back Home, sortoff

My travel agent is incommunicado (as soon as someone doesn't reply within the day, he's incommunicado). Therefore it still appears possible that I get stuck in Hong Kong until the peak season calms down (in September -_-) and that I get confirmed on the Narita-O'Hare segment.

Anyways, I'm back in Hong Kong after a gruesome flight from Cairo via Dubai and Singapore. I left Cairo at 2PM on Tuesday, and suddently it's 5PM in Hong Kong - the day after. But it feels good to be "home" (my aunt's tiny appartment that's still worth a few millions here), especially after feeling nauseous from above the Nicobar Island and on (the Dry Vermouth, white wine, Bloody Mary, Bailey's, and Cointreau - even over the span of 8 hours - must not have helped). But it had the symptoms of what my cousin caught on Sunday, although now I am perfectly fine after a good hot shower and the prospect of a late afternoon *horizontally-taken* nap.