My sister and I were staying at an old, historic hotel in middle of nowhere Montana. The building had been in use since the 1800s. My sister loves this place and has frequented it many times over the years. I was kept up all night by someone pacing around on the hardwood floors in the room above ours. Drove me crazy.
In the morning, I asked my sister how she could sleep through it and she told me that the upstairs of the building used to be a ballroom, but now it's carpeted and empty. The hotel staff confirmed that nobody was up there and furthermore, if they were, I wouldn't have heard heels on hardwood floor.
