Where's my brain?

The second day was rather.. sleepy. I woke up at eight am, went for the included buffet breakfast and returned to the room to sleep till tweleve pm. Since i was not able to get a delaying of the check out, i had to check out of the room by one pm even though the bus leaves only at six forty-five pm. Before i left the room, i double checked if i left anything behind. Then i tripled checked. Satisfied, i took the lift down to the lobby. Apparently, i did leave something behind, my brain.

After checking out, i decided to leave my bag with the baggage section. I approached the porter and he asked me for my room. Having slept so much and having left my brain in the room, i went like "Uh.. uh.. four.. uh.. four.. four-five-one". The porter thought about it abit, then went like, "Four-one-five?", and i went like "Ya ya.", apparently there wasn't any room four-five-one in the hotel.

When i left the hotel to head towards KLCC, i realised that four-five-one could not possibly be the correct number, coz i stayed at level five! But i didn't give much care to it as i didn't think there would be any problem with mixed up baggage. Except that my bus ticket home was in my bag..

Then the idea extrapolated. What if i get arrested by police under the suspicion of leaving a bomb behind under someone else's name? And more extrapolation. What if i get arrested because someone from room four-one-five left a bomb behind!

Nagging conspiracy theories, however improbable, soon became a burden heavier than my bag and i figured i'll just trade it away for the bag.

And so i lugged my bag to KLCC for lunch, then went back to the hotel's cafe/bar for a cup of coffee to read my book. The boarding of the bus was at the same hotel.

Boarded the bus, returned to Nogum's Waterfront Plaza at around one am. Pleasantly, there were bunches of babes in spagehtti, halter necks, tube tops, short skirts and short shorts hanging out around the taxi stand of the hotel. They just finished their partying or something. Ah.. at last, long legs and ample shoulders, despite the merciless rain, the powers that be seemed merciful that night. What a beautiful night.