Friday, December 18/2015

Thunder storms in the night and still rainy and windy in the morning. Clears close to noon though winds are still high. Even the trunk of the palm tree outside the window is bending in the wind. I take bus 427 from round the corner to the hospital after lunch. Ask the driver if he goes to the new hospital. Eventually. This proves to be the case. Definitely the grand tour, in a large figure 8, including hurtling through back streets in the old Turkish area behind the Makenzy waterfront, at which point the driver mutters that he has to drive fast because he's late. It's not from picking up passengers, as much of the time I'm getting solitary limo service, but the traffic is verging on gridlock at times. Arrive at the hospital after a three-quarters of an hour ride just as theoretical visiting hour finishes. The ward door is locked, but they let me in. Overlap with Harry and Ailsa who are about to leave. Mindful of the limited diet I've brought grapes, though we do speculate on whether wine would be allowed and guess it probably would. Catch same bus and driver on subsequent circuit for return trip.