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I went to the hospital today to get my arm checked out again and also, after much fun with voip, international calls, language barriers, faxes and different departments managed to get my EHIC wotsit faxed through to the hospital so the NHS would pay for the treatment. The actual medical bit was pretty quick, they just whacked on another layer of cast plastic and told me to wait for it to dry, then bugger off.

The downside was that my bike had somewhat vanished a bit. I was foolish enough to leave it locked up by the door of the emergency ward, so they had to cut the lock and move it since it was getting in the way. I didn’t panic too much when I found it was missing, since I guessed this was what happened and after much going up and down stories of the hospital I managed to get it out of the building maintenance office and pushed it back to the hostel.

At the hostel, I had been talking to a swiss guy called Mike who has been travelling the world for years and he was now talking to Christina, a dutch nurse, so we decided we’d go get dinner together. I suggested the pizza place Gianni took me to on the first night, since it was close, cheap and good.

My arm seems to be getting better, its not really painful anymore.