She's approximately 4'9" tall and her citizenship is quite possibly in doubt, but the lady who runs the breakfast here @ the Marriott is definitely worth of a Seinfeld episode. At 9:30am sharp she starts closing it down. If you are in mid-waffle you are toast (all puns intended). It's amazing to watch her run around like the Tazmanian Devil turning off the juice machines, pulling the plugs on the toasters and waffle makers and pulling down the shutters on the bagel and muffins. If this was an Olympic sport she would be a shoe-in for the gold medal !
On a side note for Eric...Guess who the local official is for inspecting gas pumps is ? Can you guess ? Can ya ??? None other than Mr. Death Wish himself ! And you thought he passed away years ago. Obviously he's still around and hanging out in God's waiting room.
Today is going to be one of those break days. After 3 1/2 straight days of pushing it though all the attractions it's time for a little Floriday R&R. Hope wants to go see Ripley's. I believe her quote is, "I want to see all the Ripley's before I die..." Some folks in this traveling side show thought she wanted to be in Ripleys, but that's another story all to itself. The little one's want to do the pool and Maryss hasn't said anything...YET !
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