After awhile I got to go back to my room to rest. I couldn't wait for lunch because that is like the highlight for the afternoon since there is nothing to do. So, I pressed the button for help to go to the bathroom The guy helped me to the bathroom and then he left. After I was done I could not navigate my way out of the bathroom.
Fortunately, I had brought my phone and called my daughter in London to have her help me with my predicament. She called the front desk and then the guy came to help me roll my wheelchair out of the teeny, tiny bathroom. He was none to happy with me, but I had no idea where the string was to call for help.
Thank heavens for cell phones...
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