Next thing I hear is-
tock…
shuffle, scrape…
TOCK…
tock…
shuffle, scrape, slap, slap
TOCK…
okaywhatinthehell???
Now I’m on the THIRD floor of the Hilton in Adelaide, right…
tock…
slap, slap
TOCK…
So I go look out the window, and I see nothing but street. But I feel a cold draft.
tock…
shuffle, scrape, slap, slap, slap
“Oh BUGGER”
So I pull the SIDE curtain, and there is a SECOND window!!!
And there is a woman in tennis shorts, with tennis racquet, picking up a tennis ball about three feet from me…
She looks me up and down, smiles, and says, “Sorry love, hope I didn’t wake you!” And walks off…
And I realize I’m standing there butt naked with a towel over my shoulder… Sigh…
So pro-tip, if you ever stay in the Hilton Adelaide, and end up on the third floor in even numbered rooms, REMEMBER there is a tennis court out your ‘window’…


