An uncanny story

Many years ago, I went on a few days holiday to Grain Britain. I was with a friend.

We were in a town near London, we stayed in a small but very nice hotel. We had made an appointment with English friends who lived in London.

We had asked our friends to go to the city stadium to see a football match because we knew that the stadium’s atmosphere in United Kingdom is absolutely amazing.
The seats weren’t located together and we didn’t go inside the stadium in the right door. The match was near to began and we had to go just to the opposite side of the stadium. We asked for help to an employee who took pity of us and went along with us walking for the edge of the pitch while the match began... it really was very excited to be there listening the songs and shouting of the English supporters of football very close to the players.

Finally we sat in our seats...At the end of the match we had to met again with our friends to go to have dinner. We weren’t able to meet them. Probably we hadn’t understood the right place where they said we had to meet and in those years there were no cellular telephones... so we had to went back to the hotel after having some light food...

Going back we talked about all the things that had happened that made the day not very successful. We wondered what else could happen to us? Maybe the hotel could get on fire? When we arrived to the street where the hotel was placed, we saw a firemen car with the ligths on, the street was closed, and a fireman stopped us. We saw there was some fire in the hotel... we couldn’t believe it, we were astonished.

It was very cold outside. The fire wasn’t important and the firemen finished their work soon. We can go inside the hotel. The room that had had the fire was just below our room, and there was a terrible smell. They put us in another room. It was very late but fortunately we could go to bed and sleep....At five in the early morning when we were resting after so heavy emotions, the door of the room suddenly opened.... A waiter with a tray said very kindly: good morning, here is your breakfast! We hardly could wake up and realise that it was a service mistake...

As Virginia said: "Are we fighting against the inevitable?"