Today was ok. One thing I learned from my holiday so far is that the capitalist greed runs deep and people are desperate. Prices in small towns that are on par or even more expensive than the restaurants in the * capital. Exception is the Afro-Caribbean restaurant.

I started my morning with a decaf Americano with oat milk and a croissant. Then I walked to the pier and enjoyed the sea for an hour. Seeing tankers at sea transported me to a depressed childhood watching ships at sea and my mom's friend telling me "that on one of them my father works" (not really true). Then I visited the maritime museum. Where it brought back memories. Unexpected appearance was the face and name of Lenin on one of the boards. The small town, overall, brought me memories of my childhood. Which, I went through but didn't enjoy. Too depressing. Afterwards, I had lunch. Food was ok, though, and, as I said, a bit pricey. Then I visited an amusement park-style arrangement by the waterfront. I heard Inside Out theme playing and was a nice surprise. I felt tired and decided to come back to the city. I ate a donut on my way out of the train station and now I'm about to finish drinking my decaf oat latte at my favorite vegan restaurant in the capital, after having read a bit of T.W.

I'll relax for the rest of the day. I hope tonight I'll get some good sleep.