[€uroMeinke]

So, I'm still in Boston - and getting ready to go to bed when I hear a loud bonging tone which made me worried that I had accidentally set off the smoke detector (with what I don't know - stray effervessence from my Pellegrino?). Becoming somewhat more sensitive, I wonder if it's my alarm when some fembot voice descends from the ceiling to tell me "An emergency has been reported in this building" - K - What does that mean?

Whatever it is, I figured I should put my pants back on. The bonging and voice repeated it's cryptic message adn so I looked outside my window to see police and the reflection of emergency vehicles. I don't smell smoke - but having just recently seen "No Country for Old Men" my mind goes to psychokiller with a bad haircut killing randon hotel patrons. I decide to lock my door, and stay out of the line of site of its hardware.

Time passes. No all clear. But eventually the police and emergecy vehicles vanish.

False Alarm? Did the angriest vendor get into a fight in the hotel lounge? or chock on a cocktail olive? I may never know.

Now I just want chocolate - but I'm not going to eat the 10 dollar Toblerone in the mini-bar.

Bastards