A Kiss Before Dying

This coffee I'm drinking is the last coffee I'm going to have all week. Hotels don't have coffee. Oh God! Coffee! I'm going to miss you most of all!!!

They also, in my experience, don't generally have free wi-fi in every room, I don't care what the big plastic banner hung over the lobby door says. Sometimes they have free wi-fi in your room IF you recite a special incantation, stand on your head and press your knees against the door. Sometimes you have to go to the lobby and blog under the baleful gaze of the night manager. Sometimes you can detect five or six pale, flickering signals, not one of them robust enough to sustain a connection. I hate that.

So if you don't hear from me for a week, it isn't because I don't love you.

Drink a cuppa for me.