There's so many things to be

[austin_dern]

I'd fallen asleep the moment my head hit the pillow; I usually need some time to get to it. I figured to wake up around 9:30, giving me a half-hour to ready and then eat a leisurely if prefabricated breakfast at the hotel's mini-dining room, and then pack, check out, and go into town for the afternoon. In fact, I woke about 10:15, the Internet was still not working, and although I showered and packed and moved stuff to the car I found that breakfast had ended at 10:00. The woman cleaning up, though, asked if there were anything I wanted and was happy to bring out for me the scrambled eggs (no omelettes left), bagels, and a banana which she was just cleaning up. I know the alternative was probably that the food would be thrown out, but still, I appreciated her kindness.

Also while double-checking that I had not left anything behind in my hotel room I had a very confused conversation with the room service guy who was concerned that there was something missing or askew or awry in the room that I was being too shy to ask about. I think I eventually convinced him that the room was just fine and I was simply making sure I hadn't overlooked anything. Still, as interactions go I was keeping to about 50-50 with the hotel staff.

It was a little slower getting checked out, although there wasn't fresh confusion about who if anyone was paying for my hotel room. The school had it covered. I tucked everything but my messenger bag, reading material, and books into my car and got on the free shuttle to the metro station.

Trivia: The first written record of Basque laws, the Fuero General, was written in 1155, in Spanish. Source: The Basque History of the World, Mark Kurlansky.

Currently Reading: SF 12, Editor Judith Merril.

Comments

[chefmongoose.livejournal.com]

Kind of her indeed. I figure the banana might be preservable, but at least you got something of a breakfast for free.

[austin-dern.livejournal.com]

It was kind. I suppose the fruits and the yoghurt and cereals can last until they expire or get used up, but the eggs would have to be gotten rid of either to me or to the trash bin. I did my best not to make a mess, although she did spot me as a napkin went flying off my table and onto the floor and she teased me about that sloppiness.