I am sick again with this bothersome painful throat. It’s hard to swallow or even breathe when I am laying down. It feels like I am going to pass out.
I stayed for two nights in a one story house closer to The Strip and to the row of restaurants in Spring Mountain Boulevard. Ironic because I couldn’t even go out to have dinner. I was feeling sick. I missed my dinner on Sunday. I thought of going out but I felt lazy with all this body aches and a super kj throat. I went to bed with an empty stomach.
The next morning, Monday, I had a 9 am appointment some 15 minutes away. I actually tried to reschedule but I couldn’t reach their customer service. It was all recording.
I left the Airbnb house at 9 am. While on my way to the front door, I noticed a big fruit tray in the living room with apples and chunky bananas. The owners usually were in the living room but this morning, I couldn’t find them. I didn’t want to intrude by knocking on their bedroom door. I was starving and most likely I wouldn’t be able to eat till 11 am. I grabbed one piece of banana. I felt guilty because that’s stealing. I wanted to leave a note beside the banana but I had no time, the Uber driver was already calling. I texted the owner of the house and told her that I got a banana from her fruit tray. Of course I thanked her. She left good reviews about me. I am a very quiet guest daw.
The banana was fat and long. I ate only a third but it provided me with something to curb my hunger till I get to a restaurant.
