3-Star Hotel that Offers 10-Star Service at Backpacker Prices
The next morning, I crawled down to
breakfast. I wanted tea and toast on my belly.
I sheepishly told the front desk man – Ahmad – that I could use a fresh
supply of toilet paper and hand soap.
All-knowing, he quietly asked me if I had spent the night
doing what I in fact had done.
I showed him a packet of Imodium-like pills that I had picked
up at a pharmacy on the walk back home from the Koshary house, when the belly
was rumbling.
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