Now having the practice from the last air trip he knew exactly what to look for in gathering his things and geting to the taxis problem was, he had noidea where to go from here. It was 8pm and the streats seamed as if they were under the sun. He took out the papers his father gave him regarding his trip but the hotel name was smudged from greesy chips. He frowned as he looked back and fourth among the people near him waiting for a open taxi. He slow backed up to the building and rested against the wall. his eyes closed and in deep thought on where to go.