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Where did I leave you?
Oh, I was a bit lonely.
It was raining in a significant kinda way, but I'm British and I can deal with that. I wanted to wander rather than just wait, so I went out to explore the immediate environs.
Hang on, it's my fourth stay in the Alamo, how come I'd never done this before?
Well it's a combination; I'd been drinking on the journey in other years, so needed to sleep it off. It was snowing previously, so a jaunt out was very much heads down, watch your footing. Or I came by train and didn't have as much time to kill.
But I said to Dana - and it's true - that I do have a real feel for the area around the hotel now and can navigate it quite well.
This is a park more-or-less on the doorstep. Probably where my bear-hat friend was headed.
I was fascinated by the slide. I never thought I'd want to be ten again, with all the vulnerability that entails, but seeing the slide I did wish myself back, just for a little bit.
Actually I might have been able to fit down it, not having quite such a fat arse these days, but it was running with rainwater. And I'd never attempt it alone. Can you just picture the headlines?
"Child traumatised by rotting corpse found stuck in tube slide"
"Mystery woman tried to smash her way out, autopsy suggests"
"Bodily fluids the first sign of trapped body"
"Posh Spice has new haircut"
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