Stay At A Haunted House Part I

Setting: English Inn, Victoria, BC/Canada

Time: 8:45 AM

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Her room faced North. Lots of sun entered through one of the two windows also facing North, during the day.

The creamy voile curtains, kept trying to play their role, as an alluring privacy veil, tantalizing the sun, tantalizing…her face…

She was still laying in bed. Considering as usual, she never sleeps well at a strange room, let alone in a strange bed with a strange pillow. Whenever she’s traveling! And traveling she has been, since the night before.

Her ears usually lie with her on her first night at a strange hotel room. Except, they usually remind her of obstinate little children, refusing to go to bed! They are alert and widely awake, mocking her tired eyes, for wanting to close down the night and just…rest.

Her eyes are tired. Her ears?! An entirely different story! They are now picking up every single step in the hallway and every word spoken by late passerby.

But then!…_she thought to herself_ ‘it was incredibly quiet last night, in this strange little hotel on Esquimalt Rd’. Then why didn’t she sleep?!

Author: Kat

I used to work as a graphic designer, until one day I was tragically and blissfully hit by two colliding meteors! One caused my falling in love with the world of coffee! And the other resulted in me falling out of love with the not so wonderful and nearly suffocating office culture! I left the glamour of the design world, and opened up my little café! Those were the best years of my life! I say ‘were’, because (wait! May be another time! But please do ask me if you ‘must’ know and can’t sleep tonight unless I tell you!) For the past three years, I have been living in a pyramid shape house in a middle of a green forest in the summer; a green forest buried underneath lots - I mean LOTS - of snow in the winter. I used to ‘think I still do ;)’ love the city! With its buzzing energy! I love to travel and seeing different food and coffee scenes...preferably alone! visiting ‘quirky and unusual’ places! I do not love visiting museums, hugely commercialized areas, malls and landmarks! I love old and full of heritage ‘anything’! I also love, to sit in a busy coffeeshop ‘reading quietly’ and not talking! Talking exhausts me most of the time! Watching the world unfold.. and thinking ...never does!

16 thoughts on “Stay At A Haunted House Part I”

  1. My wife is from Victoria. I haven’t been there myself in about 3.5 years. It is a beautiful city, throughout. The area around the bay there is spectacular. Few places have so much character and natural beauty.

    Your description of your ears is … charming and delightful, Kat!

    The question is … why didn’t she sleep? Inquiring minds want to know!

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    1. That’s really interesting Michael! Small world can you say! Maybe it’s time for you and your wife to go visit! 🙂

      I love Victoria! In fact, I always say ‘my heart is in Victoria’! I go there often. Sometimes alone. The bay is gorgeous indeed! But there’s more about Victoria that relaxes me and helps me feel ‘alive’, whenever I start to forget that I am.

      Thank you for reading and commenting Michael!

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  2. Any pillow is welcomed, but the one that knows you is much preferred I agree. And why does hearing become hypersensitive in these situations? I suppose we still have animal instincts.
    Looking forward to part two

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      1. My actual room there was similar to the one in the picture! It was a gorgeous place indeed. Went there past spring while staying somewhere else. Parked the car. Got out. All happy in anticipation of resurrecting some of my favourite memories. Only to find demolition taking place everywhere. The English In n is no more!!!

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    1. Oh the struggle with pillows. I envy anyone who can make peace with just any pillow. I have resigned they hate me. But (one) just (one) seems to not mind me. Occasionally, we get new ones, which I’ve been regifting to my spouse who happily accepts and shakes his head over my forever love with my now old old pillow. I usually say: I am simply showing my disdain towards unnecessary consumerism 😉

      Yes I agree we revert back to our protective instinctive animal state, when spending the night in a new place.

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