So far I haven't got a flat yet here. So I am still staying in the hotel. It is not bad, but quite expensive if I'd take the daily breakfast each morning for 25 Rials. Instead I bought a one kilogram container of cookies for less than 12 Rials and await the boys in the office for tea then. Easy living.

Now I had a look at the box. Luckily I saw the hidden warning on top:



Maybe written with a small mistake, one "h" and one "t" is too much, but at least you cannot take the producer to court.



Inside the box there's luckily a short interruption to constant eating: the cookies are sealed so that you can also take them to a different place without leaving a lot of crumbs in your pockets. The idea is good, but as I know myself, most of them will not make it to a different place at all.

As other people blogging are doing this, I will also add cat content to my blog.

It is there, in the basement. The small car park, just sufficient for maybe ten cars in the hotel. Every morning when I leave the cat is there. Lying around, eyes closed. Most times below one of the cars, sometimes even in the middle of the driveway.

In the afternoon, when I return, still it is there. I think that during daytime it will take action to get food or so. Everybody knows the cat, the security leaves it living there

And yesterday I saw it there, taking care of the cars...