My wife and I not only went to a coffeehouse on Krugerstrasse this afternoon – it had Internet access. It was the “internet cafe” Pat and Grodon pretended to blog from while they were pretending to visit me so many months ago.

But as I went to drop a Euro into one of the machines and make a genuine post from there, a worker stopped me, saying they were out of order and would be replaced today or tomorrow.

So I had a Latte Grande instead, and my wife had a cappucino, and we ate cookies. Then she had a Snapple Lemonade and we went to the toilet, only as we waited a man came out the ladies and she was grossed out and wouldn’t go in, and a little Chinese boy came out the gentlemens and what are they feeding Chinese boys nowadays?