The food, then, was great. The beer also well worthy of note. But the best part of that night for me was the company. After the meal and a beer or two Susanne and I left eh rowdiness of the crowd and went for our own wander. And wander we did, up hill and down dale, stopping for times at bus stops or park benches to rest our feet and legs, but the whole time we spoke, analysing psyches, sharing stories, making jokes, prophesying futures and even, when the chips were down and we were lost, there was a song or two in there. We spent a lovely evening together scouting the sidewalks in synchronised step, just simply a delightful time. It all happened slightly unexpectedly for me because I did actually think we’d head back to the bar some time before everyone had gone to bed, but by the time Susanne and I were back in a lift lobby at the hotel, holding each other to say goodbye, everyone was long since snoozing. Everyone that is, except for Ash and Jamie who made a grand entrance not far from us, thanks to the clap-trap racket of the service elevator (installed next to the main elevator, in the middle of the lobby, just behind a glass door), and did a nice job of giving me something to chuckle about and Susanne something to groan and sigh about.