The Hotel
This blog may devolve pretty quickly into only being about the hotel where we’re staying. It’s just that great.
Breakfast was supposed to come with the room, but last night we were told that the cook may or may not show up today. We were relieved to wake up to smells from the kitchen this morning.
Our shower doesn’t have a curtain, but does have a huge spotlight on it. So, that should be exciting.
Happy hour is three hours long and last night 8 drinks cost $13. Farewell sobriety.
Our room has a can of chick peas and bottle of salsa in the cabinet. For emergencies I guess.
Ok, I’ll stop for now and tell you about the painting in our room that I’m fairly sure is modeled after The Lion King another time.
Needless to say, I love this place.
