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I have elected not to go and look round Erbil today (my plan yesterday) in favour of lying on my bed in my pants, watching sitcoms and knitting.

Around ten minutes ago a man walked past my second storey window, because it turns out the balconies in this hotel connect. I froze belatedly and then was thankful that he seemed not to have seen me.

He came back a few minutes ago and has seemingly settled in for some sort of work outside my room. I have recalcitrantly put on a top, and resent it most awfully.