It felt so strange. Leaving our hotel after the ten day stay. I felt like meeting that sweet lady at the counter and saying a goodbye. I had pestered her for my courier and she'd always smile back at me. I didn't. It reminded me of so many things. I am such a coward. I wonder how it must be for them, seeing people come and go every day, some who stay longer than others. Do they get used to it?
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Every photograph on this blog (except the title background) has been taken by me. . . To view more, click on any of them to go to my Flickr page (link on sidebar too). Feel free to use them the way you like, no issues, though I wouldn't like it if someone passes them off as original work. Ta!
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