Occasionally Tulips
I love when my imaginary world intersects, however briefly, with my reality.
India wrote to me at the hotel today.
The salutation was rather general: “Attn: Purchase Manager / House Keeping Manager / Director”, yet the offer to purchase “hotel towels” in bulk quantity was articulated clearly in a heart-warming, yet business-like manner. The towels were advertised as 86% cotton; 14% polyester and were available in various colors.
How will I respond to Mr. Hotel India? How’s this: “Thank you for your kindly spam. Please note that I mostly offer my real guests 100% cotton towels trimmed with large doses of make-believe and occasionally, tulips.”
— Respectfully yours, Half Century Mark Hotel Owner/Operator/Director/Caretaker/Concierge
Love the life you imagine.
The Half Century Mark Hotel 
Real or make -believe 100% cotton is always best:) real or make-believe you are 100% 🙂 Rock on Baby:)
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Love it when Miss Sue visits the hotel. xoxo
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Florentino in, Love in the Time of Cholera, was told that he can’t send out invoices as poems. He told his uncle that the poems open the eyes of the reader to all the possibilities in the world. Isn’t that what you want to do? And do? J J >
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What lovely words of encouragement. Love that the Hotel’s mailbag brought you to Latin America. Currently I am searching for a Guide to Imaginary Hotels similar to the No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency’s Mma Ramotswe’s The Principles of Private Detection by Clovis Andersen. Perhaps Florentino has prepared something. Or perhaps Mr. Jack? Visit us again soon.
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