Our hotel was right in the heart of the city with an adjacent underground car park. As always, Web pictures of the hotel room didn't match reality exactly! Smaller but more than adequate. The wooden flooring was nice but the curtains were too old fashioned. As it said in the reviews, it was a little too eighties.
After settling in Abdullah and I went to a local Chinese corner shop for water and other minor bits and bobs. Hamida prepared pasta for Yousuf and Zainab in Abdullah's school food flask. These meals were to be their staple diet for most of the journey.
Abdullah and Hamida finished off the remaining aloo-bhaji wraps while I made myself couscous after a long hot bath...
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