room lottery loser

Scribbled down on March 28th, 2006 by she
Posted in Where No Flan Has Gone Before

I seem to have the worst luck in the hotel room lottery too. Paul is always stashed on a nice quiet floor, while my floors seem to be populated with partiers or screaming babies. The room next to mine currently has a screaming infant AND someone learning to play the recorder (learn faster, the squeaking is killing me). Normally, this wouldn’t be all that bad, but since we sleep during the day to work at night, having a baby scream in the room next to you for 5 hours straight tends to equal my not getting any sleep at all before heading to work. The walls in this hotel are incredibly thin. You can hear everything – especially those things you DON’T want to hear in a hotel!


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