Padre – A failure to communicate
Kim and Davis were really struggling. They had taken the Number 3 bus from the airport as the hotel had told them too, and they got off at the eighth stop once they got into the city proper. It had all seemed so easy. The email had said they would only need to cross the street, and the hotel would be the tall blue building on the right. The problem was, there were no blue buildings.
They crossed the street, baggage in tow, and began asking for directions.
“Do you speak English?” they asked a man of about forty, who responded only with a negative shake of the head.
“Do you speak English?” they again asked; this time to a matronly looking woman who was waiting for the Number 4 bus. “A little, she responded.”
“Great,” Davis said, “Do you know where the New Palace Hotel is?”
“New Palace? No. …
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