The window started to close and the car moved away from the kerbside.
Was he looking for the hotel?
Did he see me leave the hotel earlier?
These and many other thoughts were going through my head, as I continued my marathon walk back to the hotel.
As I arrived back things seemed a little quieter.
There was not the same hustle and bustle there had been when I left.
The revolving doors were at quite a speed as I stepped in and with a quick shuffle, I was in the foyer again.