This hotel room has more creaky floorboards than any I ever remember staying in. Fortunately I'm on the first (US: second) floor, so there are no guests below me. There was someone on the train to London reading the Weirdstone of Brisingamen. I didn't know adult people still read it in public. I found the Abba album was still in my CD drive. I still might listen to the new Dylan CD before I go to sleep.