In my sleep deprived stupor when I arrived, they said something about how "tomorrow we change your room". I didn't really grasp what that meant at the time. I was just happy to be out of economy class.
Yesterday I found out that I was being put on the 3rd floor. One more extra flight of stairs is no big deal, so I figured sure, why not.
I discovered that I was given a room in the extended part of the hotel. A few years ago they added on to the back, and this was part of that project. The room is quite nice, with a double bed instead of a pair of singles, and a nicer bathroom. Plus, I'm not subject to the loud reverberations of people dropping things on the floor from the rooms above me (the 4th floor doesn't have guests). It's amazing how much sound seems to amplify when you have all plaster and concrete for the architecture.
Pulling on Her Skirt
11 years ago
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