Harriet paused as the rickshaw came to a halt.<br/>She hadn't really paid much attention to it's travels through the streets, only aware of people, smells and colours, so engrosed was she in the conversation between herself and Christopher.<br/><br/>As Christopher stepped out of the carriage, she looked up at the building in front of them, then around at the surroundings.<br/>It wasn't as she expected, not at all....<br/><br/>Still, with a small frown of confusion, she accepted Christophers hand and slid off the bench seat, the puzzled question automatically voicing itself as she did so.<br/>"I thought...is this...."<br/>Harriet paused again, not sure of herself at all.<br/>"Weren't we....is this the hotel?"