Happy Birthday anyway!

November 19-21, 2014

Dearest Nightingales,

I miss you a lot. I sent you my first letter this morning. I was taken by surprise and didn't have time to end it properly because at 7 am the door opened and the three papers of the letter were scattered around, so I collected them and put them in the envelop without saying goodbye...

I went alone twice to the “terrace” (caged exercise area), from 9 to 11 am and 2 to 4 pm. Nothing before, in between, or after happened. The good thing is that I got some clothes (some new) from Chris. I may only need my hiking shoes from your side. I’ll let you know if I need other stuff. I think the TV, despite its nonsense, keeps me a bit sane.

Yes, it's my birthday today. I'm doing fine, not depressed or in low morale. Still strong, rather stronger than ever since I know that all what we're seeing here is no more than a bad phase that the strong sunshine will fade away. Happy Birthday anyway!

I had a long chat with Chris... He's very helpful. He sent me some food today -- coffee (Nescafe instant), bananas, dates, etc. It was nice to see such kind acts. He also translated to the guards what I needed today like toilet paper, dustbin, and small broom. So I'm close to being settled except for the lack of contact with you, to say the least, and the rest of the world.

I know things are different at your end after this shock. However, I am sure you're strong... My Jena is strong though delicate... Give her extra kisses and hugs. Love to you all! I'll write more tomorrow. Good night.

I ate the last of three croissants that Chris sent me with some jam and cocoa. Nothing exciting! Went back to bed for one hour then got ready for the 9 to 11 promenade (on the caged terrace). Again I was put with Chris and Jon. We walked and did some exercises (less than yesterday). Pascal wasn't there. André joined us in the last 40 minutes or so. Not much mingling since the other two talked in French, so I exercised alone when they talked. The weather is still reasonable temperature-wise (9-10 degrees C), and the sun was out for the first time but in a very shy way and for a short time. I walked and read some of “Half of a Yellow Sun”. It was sad and drove me into a melancholic state.

I turn the TV on so I cook my head in its foolish programs. For the first time I see a musical program. Oh it's Friday night, I forgot that. I cannot allow myself to think of you much, otherwise I would collapse instantly. Better think of distractions, with no “why” questions! Not much to say or... I'll read more perhaps. I can sleep better.

The sound of metal doors banging and shouting lasted for so long and came from the doors opposite... It's close to midnight and the banging hasn't stopped. Some detained men are protesting the noise but the banging continues...