Day 10- Maybe it was the hot toddy talking

Not understanding exactly what is happening I go to the reception hoping to find someone who can help me with the door. I explain the problem and the friendly guy says he will have a look. As he climbs the stairs after me, I send a mental note to the door: ' you better not open now or you will make me sound like a fool'.

I rotate the key in the lock and push the handle but there is no movement forward. He receptionist tries it as well and looks at me flabbergasted. ' weird, it seems like some heavy weight is pushing it from the other side. There is only one way to open it, we will have to break the lock.'

'Not the kind of activity I normally do at midnight but let's do it, I always wanted to try.'

'shoulder or foot?' he asks

'foot' I answer. 'Don't want to damage my shoulder'

Ok, in 3' ..1, 2, 3, go!

We kick the door and it blasts open. I step back and let him peep through.

'No one here' he says.

I follow him inside and check all the corners but no signs of life or movement apart from ourselves. 

He picks up the lock from the ground and says,' weird, this still has the internal lock activated, it shouldn't be possible to close from inside. I will ask the cleaning lady if she sensed any problem with the door, it must have slammed close with the lock activated. I will fix this now, will come back in a few minutes if that is ok'

'Sure, thank you'

As I wait for him to return I make a cup if tea and can see the complementary cookies winking at me, or maybe it was the hot Toddy talking!

Ghost or no ghost I sleep wonderfully and miss breakfast so drop by the Henderson's in Hanover street for some veggie breakfast. Coconut yogurt with rye bread and freshly squezzed berries juice does the deal. 

Before heading to the airport I buy some vegan and Gm free protein bars in case the Icelandic breakfast doesn't live up to my dairy free, vegetarian and sugar free diet. Gosh, I am starting to sound a lot like Gwen Patrol.