Theyah ain't nuh muh booze en Myanchestuh

At least, this is what the drunk waving an empty booze bottle was yelling as he walked in to an alley about an hour ago. I was just hoping he didn't decide to throw the bottle at one of us passerbys. I'm writing to you now, so obviously I didn't get a blow to the head by the bottle. Though, don't know if anyone (or the alley wall) was so lucky after I was out of earshot of the drunk...

I will be here until Saturday, at which point I will return to London for a week. FINALLY, heard back from my friend, and he will be coming to London for a week and we will spend that week together. Don't really know how this will work out lodging-wise, because I called another friend in London last night, and I've booked time on the couch in his flat for Sunday and Monday nights. I have a free night in a hotel room for Saturday night, so it will be a whirlwind week of hauling my bags from one sleeping destination to the next.

So. Woke up still feeling like crap this morning, but had a little lie-in for a couple hours, and took one of the magical Argentinian cold pills, and am feeling better. I plan on going to the Man United stadium and museum shortly, and if I'm still feeling ok, will go to one of the museums here.

Wish me luck in the Footballer's Wife lottery!!