5.50am local time. 2.50uk.

Well I can live up to the name now. At Domo thingy airport having just woken the attendant on the pc's to rent one. cant be much of a job though - a mc job i guess. Domo airport is just like any other international airport - but boy are the taxi touts fucking persistent - and they all have dodgy mostaches - one even followed me and was still trying as i was having a coffee.

Getting in was dissapointing - it was quick and easy. the only problem was the guard who did genuinely look like a shot putter. she called me forward and i had one of those irrational moments when i just had the urge to giggle - i used to have a boss like that - me and a colleague would try to catch each others eye in meetings to make tother one corpse.

i nearly corpsed when getting through border control in moscow. Brilliant.

gonna run out of credit so off for now.

untill.