Big problems at the Seagate - Radisson much better - little more cost. Cheryl riding up 10 floors (wrong way for him) with a perfectly stereotyped "wino" (right out of the movies) killed the deal for Cheryl. Just us three in the small elevator. He got in in tight quarters on Cheryl's side of the luggage cart - I was seperated from them. The look on Cheryl's face, as he backed in to her was... well, I don't think I need to explain it. At least he was breathing on me instead of her - good thing for her.
We never took the lugagge off the cart - waited to make sure he was going to be clear of the elevator. When the doors opened to go back down, we were a little concerned we might see him passed out inside. Fortunately not. Went across to the Radisson - very relieved. Cheryl, anyway - I thought it was pretty humorous.
I have stayed in places like this on occasion in the old days to save money. Of course, at 6'2", 250#, former college tight end, working out regularly - I have really never felt too threatened... even when I probably should have - guns don't care how much you can bench press.
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