-So it's never fun to wake up early on Sunday, even less fun in a hotel all alone, and even worse because some lady down the hall is shrieking/screaming absolutely hysterical...so doing the nice thing after shaking the cobwebs out of my head and finding some shorts, I went out to see what was up...turns out her husband had fallen in the shower, wasn;t breathing and there was blood everywhere! She was on the phone just screaming "I need an ambulance, Call 911, Christoher isn't breathing" Some other couple was trying to help, so I offered to go to the desk to make sure they got the message....and as I was heading back up stairs, the cops came in, I gave them the directions on where to head... not sure what happened, but I hoped he made it, the hospital was less than a mile down the road, but they took her out on a stretcher too, she was out of her mind, and I can't say I blame her
-Then tonight, you know it's a bad fucking sign when the damm cab driver, who's not wearing glasses, needs a fucking magnifying glass to read the map on which you show him where you want to go....one of those free hotel maps, ain't hard to read...awful driver he was to, cut off a bus with a few inches to spare, and his tailgating made me look good, I'd rather ride in car with Dombi driving...in a bad mood...
-I did have a nice dinner, some excellent minestrone soup followed by an awesome pasta dish with duck, mushrooms, and leeks over fresh linguine in a butter/olive oil sauce, fantastic!
