Lately I keep finding myself in lovely hotels - but alone and for work. As I write this I'm sat by a pool on a hotel roof in Barcelona, looking over the mediterannean, the Sagrada Familia and Norman Foster's 'gherkin'. It would be easy to feel lonely in such circumstances, but I kind of secretly enjoy these moments. I find it hard to explain, but there's something kind of anonymous and self-indulgent about days like this; a solo martini rosso at 4pm 'just because', long uninterrupted baths before my fellow colleagues arrive, strewing my clothes messily over the couch. No neighbours to be annoyed by, no food to cook, no clothes to wash. Tomorrow there will be long hard meetings about a book we're working on, but for now I'm just going to enjoy today and these lovely views :-)
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That sounds wonderful. The hotel I stayed at last summer in Barcelona had a pool on the roof. Have fun.
Hope you were accompanied by more than a martini when you were there - still, mine wasn't bad company ;-)
Good for you, Nadya. I am jealous! Can't wait to do Barcelona!!!
You will love it Ashleigh! In fact you might even prefer it to Madrid :P
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