Locked my self out on a communal blacony for fifty or so rooms on the fourth floor of the Chifley hotel in ADL.. in a towel.. found a man to let me back into the hotel through his room.. a little red faced.. I was even more embarrased when I went to open the front door of my room with the key only to discover that I had the chain on the door and there was no way it would open.. had to go to reception.. with just the towel on as the hotel does not believe in house phones in corridors.. the little girl behind the reception first laughed.. then offered to help.... anyway they eventually had to get someone to come in a cut the chain with bolt cutters.. so that I could retrive a uniform..
yeah loving that hotel memory..