A new day begins

Gotta be honest here, I'm getting a bit written out and don't really have the energy to do any kind of detailed review of the second day. It certainly wasn't as busy as the first day, and the weather wasn't really good. That's too bad, because the lake is the best thing about this place.

The day started off with a bang. There's not any place to get fancy coffee around here, but there is one of those "We proudly brew Starbucks Coffee" places in the lobby. Well, just because you have Starbucks coffee to brew doesn't mean you know how to brew it. The person before me finished off the urn of coffee and unlike at an actual Starbucks they only have that one urn, so the woman running the stand started off a new 20 cup pot and I got the first 16 ounces through the filter. You really have to not know anything about coffee to not understand that this is suboptimal. I like strong coffee, but I had to go back twice to get hot water added just so I could get through the cup, and I was buzzing for the next 2 hours and then just crashed.

I had breakfast and then hung out in the lobby. There are a couple of tables outside the cafe which seem convenient except that the menu board is right over them so you have people invading your personal space and trying to decide between chicken fingers and a cheesesteak or maybe french toast fingers. This is sort of unpleasant but does give the opportunity to observe the wide world of parenting techniques. My "favorites" are the people who say stern and serious things to 3 year-olds and then get pissed if they don't respond in an adult enough manner.

The lowlight was this woman who at first I thought was yelling, but then I realized it was just a loud talker. She started out apparently yelling at the cafe people because they put onions on her sandwich and she HATES onions. If I see her today I'm going to say "Hey, you're the lady who hates onions!" She hates them so much that they had to make a new sandwich because the onions TOUCHED THE REST OF HER FOOD. She repeated this several times to make sure everyone in the lobby knew this. So she was not exactly my paragon of adult behavior to start with. And then I heard her apparently yelling at her 4 year-old daughter "We spent more than I'd intended at the last place so we can't get everything we want here." "OK Mommy, I understand your budgeting concerns. Have you thought about increasing your contribution to your 401K to make sure you're adequately prepared for retirement? And can I go potty?"