
Super heavy door. It somehow reminded a submarine's door. I've never been in submarine, but....you know.

Bathroom. Water didn't go through the sink. TV was broken.
I felt miserable. You know, I was a backpacker. I am totally OK with shabby cheap hotels if they are $10 or $20. I just can't accept it when it cost $200.
So, I needed something to ease my crankiness. My evil co-worker in NYC whispered me about Manolo Blahnik semi-annual sale. Whenever I go to NYC on business, they happen to have sale.


I'm wearing them today. I'm happy. My credit card isn't. And now I'm on Manolo's NY store's mailing list. Ouch.