After taking a walk to the store and smelling the most disgusting, pungent smell ever - we made it back to our Inglewood residence. As I was sitting at the window there was a man waving for me to come down. I believe he followed us in his car, and after ignoring him he came right to the window and was shouting for me to give him our room number. I said uhh Liefje - there's some freak at the window!

So, after a bit of brainstorming I took my hairtie and got those bloody curtains closed finally, as the rod was broken. Though in the morning I thought it would be safe to open the curtains, I was wrong! There was a new random there beckoning us to come outside. Yikes :P