No way! They were there for a few minutes when someone else approached and knocked on the door: A woman with a couple of k**s. She knocked on the door...waited for a second and then the went into the women's bathroom. Mel and AK walked out. Mel texted me to let me know they had been interrupted and were considering getting a room. I asked if she had any pictures. Her response: Yes sir, but I wasn't finished. I then told her that I was there and I could see them. I told her that I would pull up. “You’re so sweet, Shahid. Thank you for going all those troubles for me. I am going now, you have some rest, alright?” she said and went away.I slept for hours and woke up in the evening, I slept for so long that I skipped lunch. I headed to the kitchen for some water, and there was Roja. “How are you feeling now?” she asked.“Better,” I said.“That’s great, would you like to have food now, you skipped lunch,” she asked.“No thanks, I am not hungry now,” I said, taking the bottle of water. “So,. So some time references might be off. Also I've included a little update about Savannah at the end.----I wanted to share this story because it happened recently and is really hot. This is a story about my friend Savannah. So a little background on Savannah she was born and raised in Alabama. She's really your typical southern girl.So our story starts out when I first met Savannah when she came to Ohio for college. We met at our dorm and pretty much hit it off. She was glad she found a friend. Friday, 17 June 1955, Athens, GreeceWesley dragged his suitcase and guitar out of the train station in the glare of the Mediterranean sun. Greece! He was here at last. The Acropolis. Mars Hill. The footsteps of the Apostle Paul. All were waiting for him to see. He set his bag down on the step next to him and a man reached over to pick it up.“I have it,” Wesley shouted, grabbing for his bag.“It’s okay, Wesley,” Doc said from the other side. “This is Marcos, our driver.”“Oh! Doc, you both.