It's 2am and I cannot sleep.  A mosquito bite woke me and I had to hunt it down first before I could sleep again and now my sleep is all gone.  I found and killed the mosquito and noticed another visitor crawling on the headboard, a cockroach, now I don't think I'll sleep comfortably in this bed ever again. So now I'm wondering how the mosquito got in.  We never open the sliding door and we never leave our door open and then I noticed a sliver of light from the passage at the bottom of the door so I fetched a towel in the bathroom and stuck it in there.  Hopefully no more mozzies can come into the room now.  Note to self - get mosquito repellant for hotel room.

Now that I'm up I might as well tell the cupboard story.  When we first arrived at the hotel, the cupboard doors, which runs on rails, wasn't working properly.  The doors were continuously getting stuck.  We complained and they sent a maintenance guy who hammered in some nails for the door to run through.  Bataleur had mentioned to the maintenance guy that his wife could not move the cupboard door so this guy fixes one door and then Bataleur asks him about the other door and he says, "this one is fixed now, you're wife can use this one".  This morning I tried to open the cupboard and it's stuck, so we removed both doors.  They come rather late to make-up the rooms.  So at about 14h30 or so, the cleaning guy waltzes in and sees the doors and says, "this is dangerous" and he asks me if he should remove them.  I told him that somebody had come to try and fix them but they are still not working properly.  He gets on the phone and soon another maintenance man arrives and he actually gets the doors to work properly.

Then we needed a Nigeria to South Africa adapter to charge the computer and once again we phone and very soon a guy knocks on the door presenting us with an adapter.  We were astonished as things normally takes a while to appear.  He gives us the adapter and says we can have it so Bateleur, ever so impressed with this service, goes to get the guy a tip but just before he gives it to him decides to check if the computer plug fits into the adapter and it doesn't. So off the guy goes without his tip and fetches us an extension lead and it's perfect so Bateleur asks if we may have that one and the guy says "no, I know that one works, you may only borrow it".  He got his tip but we locked the lead in the safe, as they fetch things out of the room when we're not here, like the ironing board.  I ordered an ironing board and an iron.  After about 30 minutes Bateleur phones to say I'd phoned half an hour earlier and we still have no iron and board.  So they tell him that he must understand that they have to get it out of another room and then get it to us.  4 Star indeed.  I got my ironing board and iron but then only had enough time to do one shirt with another 4 to go so I left them on the ironing board.  When we came back the un-ironed shirts were on the unmade bed and the ironing board and iron was missing. I called for another and just resigned myself to another long wait.  The equipment that eventually came should have been on a scrapheap somewhere.  The iron was leaking and the ironing board had a dirty, stinky, very thin cover. 

Last night we went to the Italian Restaurant for a cup of coffee, before leaving for the Oriental Chinese Restaurant at the Hilton.  We sat outside and listened to the birdsong.  The lights were on and it definitely makes the hotel look better.  I felt like I could live here.  Amazing what a few lights can do.