Yeah, see the window looking up Marilyn’s skirt? That’s my room. (Lavender thong, and her grooming is spot on, if you’re curious.)
The hotel I’m in is a virtual hotel. Code lock on the front door, code lock for my room, no staff. It is surprisingly quiet, even with my door debouching right into the lobby, 2m from the front door. I had a vision of Poe working behind the counter à la The Raven in Altered Carbon (Season 1), but nothing materialized.
Dropped my gobs o’ luggage, then the she-cub gave me a little tour of her stomping grounds. She’s gone native, and is quite comfortable in her environment. She totally took the lead, and I was happy just to be tagging along. Makes a dad proud.
An early night, morning coffee and a bagel (first one in the store, because of course I’m up early), and now I’m ready to do some exploring while the she-cub attends classes. Who knows what we’ll do after, but I’m okay with just about anything.