(Read the previous episode first : "Do you have some Soücissan in your bag?" (Do you have some saucisson in your bag?))

The shuttle's driver unloaded my bags in front of the entrance of the DoubleTree by Hilton Seattle Airport.

The checkin was super quick because I'm a HHonors member. I received my room card for room #421 and the famous DoubleTree cookie, one of the reason why I had chosen this hotel over the Hilton Seattle Airport.

I took the elevator to reach the fourth floor, and got to room #421. I swiped the card into the card reader only to see my card rejected. I tried again and again, still not working. To my surprise a voice from behind the door told me "This is not your room!". I was like "This ain't good". I re-read the writing on the room card, and I remarked the titled end of the digit 1. It was in fact a 7 written the American way. I  politely excused myself and reached room #427. This time the card was working.

The room lived up to my expectations.

I had a King Bed Corner Room with Balcony Non-Smoking Premium (a pretty long name for a room). Since I was on the 4th floor I didn't have a fantastic view but it was still nice as I didn't know there could be trees so close to an airport (maybe they were fake).

I relaxed a little bit, then started my computer to call my family and tell the good news. At Google Chrome's launch, I was greeted with a friendly reminder that since I wasn't a Hilton HHonors Gold member I had to pay $15 to enjoy the Internet during my stay at the hotel. Great.

Since the taste of the cheese-flavored pretzels was still haunting me, I decided to take a shower. I went to the bathroom, undressed, took the bath products and got into the tub.

I was thinking to myself : "Why is there only one shower handle?"

I turned the handle a little bit. "How the f*ck do I get hot water?"

After 5 minutes of analysis, I realized that if I turned the handle by more than a half, I could have hot water.
"Great! Now I can take a shower!"

The water was coming from the shower head as it should. But when I tried to unplug the shower head from the wall, it didn't move.

"Is That Sh*t a Shower?" I screamed.

In Europe a shower has always a hand shower, thus my confusion.

So I had to do some exercise to try to wash every part of my body as I would with a hand shower.

Fortunately I had the best night ever! The bed was so comfortable I wanted to take it to my dorm room (but then I thought I wouldn't be able to enter my dorm room had I put the bed in it).

The next morning, I ordered my breakfast via the room service. I decided to have a Oat Bran French Toast and some Breakfast Potatoes.

And Oh boy it was good!

Sadly I had to go to pick up the key to my dorm room. The lady at the front desk called a cab with tinted windows for me and next thing I knew I was on my way to Seattle University.