Hôtels Home2 Suites by Hilton à Hamilton

Another trusty stay at the local Hilton. This time I was here to use my coins and have a convenient place from which to launch two separate expeditions: first, to the Lit Live Reading Series at the Art Gallery of Hamilton; and, second, to my favourite local bar on James Street North. While I enjoyed some of the literary stylings at the first event, things were ultimately disrupted by an untoward event (the second of the past three months, if memory serves). Things took a similarly negative turn at the second establishment of the evening, although I suppose that was further inside the realm of the expected. At any rate, I survived, and the Hilton was there form me at the end of a hard day once again. There was also a heaping complimentary breakfast in the morning, which helped me transition back into a daily routine of (somewhat) respectable adult living. All of this was very much appreciated! (Although, in spite of the suite-lack amenities and fantastic showering experience[s], there was still [predictably!] no robe with which to complete my relapse into comparative luxury.)