Saturday, September 5, 2009
Anxiety yes. Nausea yes.
Every time I am scheduled to check into a hotel I've never stayed at before (regardless of how many stars it has), the above happens. Now imagine the hotel staffs' collective blood pressure if they knew who I am. I leave for Paris today. Say a prayer for me. Say a prayer for my hotel.
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Good one, Eva. You are so clever. AJ
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