Back when we were in Krakow, Nina and I were talking about how much we liked our hotel rooms.
Nina chirps: "And I also love looking out at the window. I have this view of a nice little courtyard."
Jeremy complains: "Really? My view is just a parking lot."
Then we realized that, given that Nina was staying in Room 211B and I was in Room 111B--meaning that my room was directly beneath hers--whatever it was we are looking out on was ultimately the same thing. Here it is:
I will leave it to the reader to judge which characterization of the area best applies.
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Here's a question: was there anything that you liked, or was it all inept guides and parking lots for you? my own trip to Poland was probably the best travel experience I ever had.
Yes, I enjoyed the trip very much. For that matter, as I thought I suggested in this post, I also really liked this hotel. I am glad that Nina was our main tour guide instead of the woman who took us through the Copernicus museum.
looks like a courtyard parking lot
You saw the cars. She saw the buildings, space, cars, trees = courtyard.
You saw the cars. She saw the buildings, space, cars, trees = courtyard.
But one question: have you still that blissed-out smile on your face now that you're back in feral cat country?
I'm not in feral cat country right now. I'm in Pennsylvania. I don't know what is feral here.
The hill-folk?
i'm usually an optimist, but that's a parking lot.
Call it "Courtyard, by Marriott"
-- John Doe, Director of Public Relations
wherever... what's the facial expression now — bliss?
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