CoffeeShop Blues: 2015 Traveler's Edition - Page 44

CoffeeShop Blues settle for this? Would I take this lying down? Would I be able to find a spot to even lie in? So many questions, so much to get emo about. In reality it was actually not the best situation, emo personas aside. It was very cold and it was raining hard and I need somewhere to stay. I was so wretchedly financially challenged that the prospect of getting even a cheap hotel room seemed like some reckless spending spree. I started walking into the hotels but apparently, London is a popular city and there were seemingly no rooms available. I got so wet that soon I could not even luxuriate in the fantasy that I was some lonely romantic hero. I was just plain miserable. I was in reality a drowned rat and there was no romance in that. I was cold, very cold and my one set of clothes was soaked to the bone. After an hour or two I was becoming hot under the collar, figuratively, though I was literally blue with cold. I was pissed off and I was desperate. Finally there was a room at an Inn. A simple hotel, tidy and painted all in a sharp smart dark blue and adorned with terrible art with fake gold frames, overly ornate borders and various ta