To be, or not to be — that is the question;
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die, to sleep —
neděle 18. listopadu 2001
18. LISTOPADU 2007, 10:05 (HEATHROW, SMS)
Heathrow pro nas bylo jen zmeti chodeb, letadlo do Indie melo na priletu 40min prodlevu, Amritsar je hlucny mestys. Hned dnes vecer stihneme zavirani Pakist. hranic!