Last night I woke up starving in the wee hours again. I did
that the night before too, although this time it was happily delayed until 5:00
or so. This time I lay there and tried to figure out what the hell was going on
with my body. Normally, I almost never wake up hungry at night- once every few
years at most.
As I was dreaming (unfortunately only metaphorically) of
catatoes and a delicious, cheesey mushroom burger at Cato’s, it hit me: back in
California, it was 9:00 at night. My stomach was howling for its very overdue
dinner. Eating something was out of the question of course, not only because I
had no food in the room, but because I’m desperately trying to get my body
adjusted to German time. I drifted back off about six, and was jerked from a
deep sleep by Housekeeping’s knock at 9:15 or so. Great. My body’s sleeping in
split shifts, with a break for food fantasizing in between.
And today’s another cold morning, just a few degrees above
freezing, high gray clouds that promise snow. There’s a dusting on the rooftops
and medians, and the weather report promises more today- less than an inch over
the course of the day, and then another 1-3 tonight, and more tomorrow. If it
keeps this up, we’ll have that white Christmas we came here for.
Amy didn’t sleep well and was just rolling out of bed when I
came down to the lounge for free WiFi (or WLAN as it’s called here), so she’s
still upstairs making use of the amazing shower. Overall, the lounge and
reception area of this place is gorgeous- huge, designed to the nines, lots of
open space and frosted glass- and while the bedroom really only pays lip
service, that design extends to our bathroom with a glassed-in shower with
totally adjustable rain shower head. A massive waste of water to my California
brain, but lovely for the groggy travelers.
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