Woke up, and saw myself in the mirror over the bed. I’m sure that might be more interesting if my wife were with me on this trip, but individually, waking up to see my own groggy head wasn’t the most exciting experience. I had to call Kim (a.k.a. “AAl’s mom”) and thanked her for the great room, which is very nice, aside from the shower head which seems placed for persons of much smaller stature than I, but the lovely view of the strip from my window more than makes up for having to bend over to wash my hair.
This post was published more than a few years ago (on 2004-04-20) and may contain inaccurate technical information, outmoded thoughts, or cringe takes. Proceed at your own risk.