Not like outside

We pull up to the hotel. It's surrounded by a 10 foor, iron spiked fence. There's a security check point at the gate. We stop. They run metal detectors and mirrors under the car. They check the trunk. We're waved in.

Up the ramp and we're at the front of the hotel. It looks like every other large, corporate kind of dump except here there's a guy waiting for us in a turban and what appears to be sultan's robes. I go through a metal detector and get frisked before I'm allowed in.

Paul shows up right behind me and we check in. It's like every other large hotel lobby I've been in but what I just left behind...

Well it's still with me.