After driving from Dallas to Shreveport to Jackson, we had to stop for the night. We were staying in a Hilton in Jackson, Mississippi. Right after 2 AM, I was awoken by quite the commotion in the hall outside our room. There were bottles smashing and people yelling and all sorts of banging, and then there was a fight with another hotel neighbor who was upset about all the noise. Just as I was about to call the front desk to complain, the fire alarm in the room next to ours went off.
So, I woke up the kids, and we went downstairs and outside.
We were on the 10th floor of the hotel, and if some drunk kids really had set a fire in their room, I didn't want to be right next to it with two sleepy boys and a dog. I figured that we were much safer in the hotel lobby on the ground level. I was surprised, though, that we were the only ones who got up and left our rooms. Everyone else seemingly just waited in their own rooms for the hotel to sort it out.
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