|
10:33 p.m. - 2008-09-28 The hotel is one of my fav-o-riffic ones. It has been renovated two times I think since we've been going. They did save a lot of the deets from the early days like the bottle openers which are nailed to doorframes. And they've kept the old bathtubs as well, but hung a modern curtain rod, the kind that curves outward. There was actually a fire alarm on one of the nights. Biba was all scared but I was completely calm. Because the odds of a real fire are low. And getting out is usually much, much easier than a drill. And also Ned and I know this hotel to our little finger. But---some yahoo had blocked the fire exit with their pick-up truck. There was room to get out but if I had been a bigger person, it would have been trouble. I yapped at a fireman until they alerted the police. I wish that I had dented up that truck but I didn't think of it until someone asked if I had done that. And then I couldn't even have done that. But I am sick Sick SICK of the lack of personal responsibility and accountability that goes on here. This is NOT France, people! BAH! (And a bloody good thing that is! You know, to not be France...) We did have tons of fun. I did everything differently than usual. That was fun as well. This morning I took Biba out for the breakfast while letting Ned still sleep. She was very well behaved. I am constantly amazed by that child. I cannot believe that I had something to do with it! I am so, so grateful for her. Oh, and we went to some caves! Oh, and I made two batches of tomato sauce and one of tomato catsup, all this afternoon! 0 comments
|