Day 8 - Shiver me limb(ers)
Aching from head to to toe.
Have resolved to spend the entire day in bed complaining.
On a positive note some of my clothing that blew off the balcony was returned - folded neatly outside my door (no knickers).
Didn't even play coffee roulette ... instead, drank several litres of orange juice.
Just got tisked by a German woman for putting the wrong size coffee cup under the machine. I threw her my best best puppy dog "I'm sick face" and she melted into forgiveness.
Our truce was short-lived.
She stole all the crispy bacon so am currently scowling at her.
Saw her return to the buffet later so hid bacon fork.
She used her fingers.
Most of the guests in the hotel are German and most of them are lovely - albeit taciturn and serious. A few Americans arrived this morning ... you can tell the difference. The Germans converse quietly while the Americans insist on everyone in the restaurant hearing "how great the US is now".
There was a loud crash from the kitchen and an Italian family dissolved into hysterics ... I may have to mediate.
The loud ones are going on a ferry ride.
I just glanced out of the window and the lake looks flat calm,