*names have been changed to protect the embarrassed*
As Alice* returned to her hotel room Saturday evening, she prepared for bed. After settling her daughters into their beds, she washed her face and took out her contacts. It had been a fabulous day at Hollywood Studios, Disney. She was tired and tomorrow was an early morning Mother's Day breakfast. As she reached for her glasses case, she found it empty. They must still be on the nightstand from last night.
Thus began the search for the missing frames. She rambled through her routine from the last night.
"I would have either put them on the nightstand or the sink and they are no where to be found. Maybe the they fell into the towels pile and were taken out with the laundry. Maybe they fell into the garbage and are long gone. Maybe the housekeeper thought they were cool and were a perfect match to her own prescription and now she is sporting my glasses through downtown Orlando..."
Alicia, I mean Alice, enlisted the help of her superhero aunt and uncle. Beds were ripped apart. A flashlight shone light into the dark recesses of the room. (fyi - don't shine a flashlight into the dark recesses of a hotel room unless absolutely necessary...) Every inch of the room was checked and rechecked.
Now it was time to check with the front desk. Maybe the laundry room had found the spectacles and turned them in to lost and found. Nope.
Alice was now resigned to think she would just have to replace her glasses when she returned home from her trip. Chalk them up to a loss, whatever the scenario.
Fast forward to the day Alice is unpacking her bags in her bedroom. She gathers up all of the tickets and brochures and other various memories into a pile and places them on her dresser. Right next to her glasses that never made it into her luggage to begin with...
