The first morning has arrived. My sleep was erratic but not unrestful. The sky is filled with crows as the sun is beginning to appear. The young men are in their gym, building their muscles and others are going to work, school or just starting their day.
The porter that brought our bags and showed us to our room, which I had no change for a tip, I find waking up on the roof, which served as his bedroom last night. So to start his day, I gave him a warm “good morning” and a tip for yesterday’s service.
Other than the muscle builders, the street goers, my newly awakened hotel worker and a large number of crows, little other life is present… But now they are beginning to awake and appear on the roof tops. It appears to be a common bed.