You know how you are not supposed to get in the car with a stranger? Well, this DEFINITELY means you should not sleep at a stranger's house. Yes, you can already see where this one is going. I know, I know, I am a moron .
So one of the staff from the hotel that I had been chatting with in the afternoon offered to let the three of us stay at his house on Tues night and have dinner there if we wanted. Obviously, this is a very bad ideaa. You do have to realize, though, that I have gotten a ton of random invitations for meals, sleeping at people's houses, my sister sleeping at peoples houses, etc, and they have all been perfectly legit. So I was thinking........three of us, how sketchy can it be? I was really convinced that it was a good idea after he sent us with a shopping list for dinner, then cooked us an amazing tajine meal. He bought the soda and fruit and made us beds on the terrace. ........and then proceeded to lay down next to me. Let me tell y ou, I have never gotten less sleep in my life. Anytime he inched too close I jabbed Rachel and woke her up and he would inck back. Inch closer, jab, inch back. Thankfully, we didn't go to bed until 1am and we had to be up at 4 to make the bus so I only had to endure three hours of the inching game. Anyway, there you have it. The reason not to accept sketchy freebies.
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