It's 3AM, and with eyelids fluttering, I'm in a deep relaxed sleep. Suddenly I'm wakened by a loud noise. I assumed it was one of those times a previous hotel guest had set the alarm clock, and I clamored in the dark to find the off switch, swearing at the room's previous occupant.
Mrs. Kuki had obviously been awakened as well so I turned on the light, and as I gained consciousness I realized it wasn't the alarm clock, but the hotel's fire alarm system.
So, there we were on 19th floor of the InterContintenal Hotel, with a window that doesn't open, and the fire alarm screaming.
An announcement came through the building that an alarm had been reported, and not to panic YET, as it was being investigated. Mrs. Kuki and I got dressed, and gathered up a few belongings, preparing for an evacuation.
We looked out the window to the front of the building, and saw a few people gathering outside, but no police, fire, or other emergency vehicles coming.
I looked in the hall a couple of time, and I couldn't smell any smoke, so I went back into the room and had one (a smoke).
After about 20 minutes a voice came through the alarm system again, with no explanation, but saying " guests may resume normal activities".
What the heck did they think I was doing at 3 AM, playing charades, studying braille ?
It happened to us too--- except I was the one who smelled smoke----and called the front desk-----they said they'd check into it ?? I did get a thank you call--seemed that it was smoke -- coming up through the vents from the resturants kitchen---- some small fire on the grill------ ? I would have hate to have seen what would have happened if it really was a fire---- mostly because checking out the next morning just trying to get downstairs on a crusie day----- took forever------cant remember what floor we were on--- or hotel-- it was in the Tampa airport-------
Kuki, that is scary especially at 3 A.M. We were in the Hyatt a few years ago on our way to Hawaii. This was at LAX and I awoke to the bed moving like a glider, back and forth. The digital clock read 3:15 and somehow I knew it was a earthquake and dh never woke up. I guess because the movement was so gentle, I just went back to sleep. In the morning, dh said I was imagining it until he turned on the t.v. We just wanted to get on our flight and leave.