I just got back from my hotel's breakfast, and am quite satisfied with my belly full of eggs, cinnamon roll, yogurt, oatmeal, milk and orange juice. I missed the breakfast yesterday because I slept through it. I check out in about an hour, and am taking a shuttle to the airport after I do. *sigh* I really hate to go.
Oh, I forgot to mention last night while getting on the trolley, a creepy old dude started hitting on me. Oh...kay.... So I went out of my way to find some other women and sat with them. Thankfully he left me alone after that. Ah, such is the experience of a big city late at night.
