During the day I went shopping and got a few random foods - sliced sausagey things, cheeses, bread, peanut butter and jelly - you know, standard American food.
Having slept in quite a bit from the night before I didn't wait around too long in the evening before Cyril and Ashley asked me to go out with them which I gladly obliged.
We headed to the temple of Debod again, but beforehand we met up with Mileys (I have no idea how to spell her name), a French friend of Cyril.
So we shared some wine and had a good time in the park in front of the temple, and Ashley was determined to test how strictly enforced the "no traspasar" signs were. As soon as he started climbing up on the stones, a guard emerged from the temple and despite Ashley's best interlingual negotiation, he was forced to get back down.
After that we walked through the streets for a while, the night wore on, and we were desperately hungry for anything we could find. Unfortunately, not a single thing was open at the time, and we settled for returning home, hungry and seemingly dejected by the city.
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