The bathroom floor was wet when I walked in.
those dispensers have shampoo and a skin softener. That is a bar of soap in the soap dish. I made the mistake of lifting it to examine it. Of course there was a hair. Short. Dark.And there is my pink towel
I am told that in the DongMun, the old hotel they used to use here, this was all the towel you got. Of course there are hairs in this as well.I couldn't unpack because there are no dressers, no drawers, no wardrobes, nothing that might indicate the occupiers of the room intended to stay more than an hour or so. There are two hooks for hanging jackets and shirts, and a shoe horn to put your shoes back on (you took them off and left then between the inner an outer doors.
So I am getting ready to go to bed in this STD factory when I go to throw away an old bookmark in the trashcan under the bed stand when I find the aforementioned latex item, which was in a condition that showed my room had been occupied earlier in the day and utilized for its apparent main purpose (not housing engineering managers in town to install radars, apparently). Probably it was no more than 1 to 2 hours before I got here.
There were no sweet dreams that night.

