Half in a haze of unconsciousness, I hear it again:

and again:

It was my landlord knocking on my ground-floor window, letting me know that he was going to the airport to pick up someone from Grenada who just called him last night to show them the place for possible rental next term.

His excuse? "I didn't realize you were sound asleep."

Yeah, I guess it is really weird to be asleep at 6:45AM…