I love the whole breakfast thing in European hotels. There's usually breakfast included and everyone goes to some dining room and helps themselves, sometimes with waitstaff bringing coffee and such.
The best thing is that with a bunch of anonymous hotel guests, nobody knows what language anyone speaks, so you get this great, hesitant, mix of English and here at least, French and Italian. When you approach someone you automatically give them a look and try to size up whether you should speak English to them or try something else. The guy at the table next to me asked me if he could take a sugar packet in American English and then said "grazia" when I said, "sure."
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