Well the fire alarm went off this morning at @#$%^ AM (aka 5:45) It turns out that a sprinkler was tripped in the room above me which most likely means some douche was smoking in a non-smoking hotel. (It should be noted for all you sympathetic readers to the addicts plight that each room has a private balcony.) Its a good thing I don’t know who that is because today the clocks turned back an hour and I was really looking forward to the extra hour. After collecting the essentials I found the first staircase and made my way to the front of the building. I hear that some people didn’t even get out of bed. (the alarm went off for an hour and its #$%^&* loud). I know that people can get jaded to these kind of events but really people … ITS THE DAMN FIRE ALARM.

All I can remember thinking when I woke up was “spectacles, testicles , wallet and watch” which, if you know me,  is the phrase I say anytime I leave my house. It should be noted that all were in different parts of the room. It struck me as funny, later on, that it would be the first thing I thought of when a fire alarm goes off. I suppose its the years of my parents, teachers, bosses and other authority figures drilling into me that keeping a cool head is better than anything else in a potential emergency situation. Had I been in any real danger I would hope I can react the same way though I probably would have either tried to fight the fire (had it been near my room) or have left for breakfast after checking in with the hotel duty manager. Which I am going to do shortly after finishing this post.

One thing to note before the end is that no matter where you are in the world I think its always cold 6AM. Thankfully I left my coat in the trunk of the car. I must remember to put it back there.

Andrew