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Dirik Hameed
Cheap hotels London are sought after by visitors to England from the colonies. For people brought up in colonial houses with their large rooms overlooking fields the English rooms might seem cramped and choked with furniture. Private homes and hotels alike seem to be designed for people who keep their arms close to their sides. The amount of space between pieces of furniture in kings cross hotel bedrooms is so small that visitors from Australia edge uneasily between them. They tend to duck their heads when moving from one room to another and move gingerly, afraid to knock things over. After a while adjustments take place and things seem normal until a return to the home country will leave memories of England as a country of cluttered interiors. With the first few blasts of winter weather the reason for cramped spaces becomes evident. Outside, wind freezes and rain, sleet or snow may scatter in squalls across the city streets. Landscapes are grey and damp. Inside, the small spaces have been heated easily and one is glad to snuggle into warm air that acts like rugs between pieces of furniture, behind double glazed windows. When a man arrived in the city at 2 am one day the last few red buses were making their way through empty streets. Travel arrangements had been altered suddenly so that he found himself without a hotel and faced with the prospect of paying for a whole night's accommodation even though there were only a few hours of the night left. He decided to spend a few hours walking about until a new day dawned. Remembering that William Wordsworth had been in a similar situation some years back the man set off for Westminster Bridge, hoping to see how the scene might have changed since the early nineteenth century. The heart of London was soundly asleep that night with even the people sleeping on the street absolutely still on the cardboard mattresses located near hot air vents. The charm of reminiscing on romantic poetry was soon blighted by the cold. He headed for some underground railway stations hoping to find warm air blowing through a vent, but in vain. The stations had iron gates firmly locked to keep people like him out. The prospect of a shelter for the homeless flitted through his mind momentarily but disappeared in a flash. He understood the value of freedom and independence that the street sleepers were clutching so firmly. Though uncomfortable the man realized that the early morning hours spent tramping the streets had taught him an indelible lesson. Hotels are homes from home and he should have booked in advance, using a website to find a budget hotel near where he wanted to be. From there he could have sallied out, safe from feeling homeless and hopeless. As soon as possible the man slipped into an Internet shop and began searching avidly for cheap hotels London. Soon he was in a small by reasonable and cosy room with soft bedding that welcomed him into its arms. He slipped into one of the most peaceful sleeps of his life, secure in the knowledge that he would wake in a warm environment with facilities to wash, dress and sally out afresh into one of the most fascinating cities in the world.
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