Sunday, 30 January 2011

Hotel living

I'm starting to feel at home in my little skyscraper.

The lady in the gym tells me off whenever I miss a day - which is every time I see her, seeing as I only go every other day.

The nice people at breakfast know my room number, and lay out two white coffees as soon as we arrive.

I ventured down to the lobby in my PJs when I needed
chocolate this evening and couldn't be bothered to dress for the occasion. They didn't have security remove me - which was nice, although they did try and charge me £16 for a bag with six chocolates in it - which cured my sweet tooth pretty quick.

And the cleaner leaves us towel animals - like this handsome elephant:


notice the paper eyes balanced on his little face? Cute.

No comments:

Post a Comment