I am sleeping in an 8 bed room and have not been sleeping all that well the past two nights. Last night I went to bed around 11pm thinking that I'll try to get a good night's rest so I can go do awesome things in the morning. But it doesn't fail, I wake up around 5am totally awake so I decide to read for a bit because breakfast won't open for awhile and nobody is awake to talk to. After 30 minutes of reading I try to go back to bed so I can go eat some toast before it's all gone from the kitchen.....
.....Suddenly I wake up with a start to the sound of drums. What? I hear a parade outside my window. Not right outside, but I could very well hear everybody cheering and drums going and brass being blown. Then I sit up in bed. Every single bed in my room, save mine, is empty. All those people I sort of knew, gone. Their belongings are gone. The seven beds were made up with new bed linens. Even the shower was clean. It is suddenly 12:30pm and I have missed breakfast, 7 people packing up and leaving after getting ready, a cleaning person making up all the beds including my top bunk, and half of a parade. I guess I was more tired than I thought. I wish I could say I took some Tylenol PM to help me sleep but I didn't. That extended sleep was au naturel. Now I must depart, the guy on the computer left of me reeks of bad cologne.
The adventures I am sure will keep coming so please keep reading. My first week of travel is done!
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