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Screaming Bean

Monday, July 12, 2004

Being a brilliant summer weekend, the spouse and I took it upon ourselves to hit the road. Made a couple hotel reservations, filled the car with gas and packed a bag. Overall we probably spent too much money, ate too much ice cream, and drank too much wine. But hey, it's a vacation. Highlight of the trip would have to be our first night at the hotel. We didn't pick the place for its amenities, we just needed a place to crash that was relatively inexpensive and clean. It was both those things. So we went to bed. At 2:45am the screeching banshees of unbelievable volume entered my consciousness. It's dark, I'm groggy and trying to figure out what the hell the noise is. Oh...fire alarm. Fire alarm?!? It's not shutting off. I'm not dressed for going outdoors. Spouse and I discuss the possibilities. I peer through the peephole. The door's not warm, no smoke, just a wailing alarm strobing its heart out. After 2 minutes of this nonsense we decided that in fact it might not be a bad idea to get dressed and take a stroll outdoors. We might have been more concerned had we not been on the first floor two rooms from the front desk. We figured at worst we'd flee out the window, throwing our luggage out with us. This proved not to be necessary. We wandered outside with the rest of the sleepy groggy patrons, wondering at the various stage of undress. One man seemed to think neither a shirt nor shoes would be necessary for this foray. Just as the novelty of the experience began to wane the volunteer fire department began arriving. First in pickups and later in a full blown truck, they came speeding into the parking lot while we cringed on the curb against the possible impact. When people are not given a spot to congregate, they will do so in the middle of the parking lot. This is the same place the trucks ended up. People's reflexes are not the best at 3am. By this point, still no smoke, just plenty of yawning. We pondered the 24 hour grocery across the street. The captain yelled something incomprensible ending with, "it's okay, go back in." Seems the alarm had stopped. Funny, we didn't notice that. We were not going to be left homeless with only the clothes on our back. This was reassuring. And so ended the excitement of the first night/morning of our trip. It makes me sleepy just thinking of it.

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