breakfast

Posted on May 15, 2017 by Christoph Rehage

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Every morning when I went down to the breakfast hall, I would have two hard-boiled eggs and four little bread thingies:

I’d wash it all down with some fruit juice, then ask for some hot water for my thermos. I don’t like being without tea.

Then I would sit down and work on the translation until nightfall:

It seemed to be taking forever, but at some point I would have to leave Navoiy and get back on the road again.