The Mercure has been a great
hotel up to now. This morning they decided that we had never really purchased
the package that included the complimentary breakfast. It took some doing but
L*** cleared this up. It was either a big misunderstanding – or maybe
they were just sad to see us go.
I’ve decided to include a photo
or two that demands explanation. For
reasons not worth understanding the bidet remains a popular feature in Europe—at
least in France in Italy. It may be coincidence but while in France all the bidets I've encountered
were dainty devices with water streams less capable than your average water
fountain.
It has been a different story in
Italy however. First in Venice in 2007, and now here in Rome, both of the bidets we've had in our rooms provided enough water pressure to knock a tooth out. How, exactly that could happen I will leave to your imagination.
Our shuttle from hotel to ship
was scheduled to arrive at 10:30AM. It showed up slightly after 9:30AM. I’m not
sure how long they waited before the driver went to the front desk to have them
call us.
It is said that Mussolini made
the trains run on time. So perhaps the answer to the Italians total lack of
regard for time and schedules is that it is a subconscious passive-resistance
response to the memory of the awful dictator Mussolini.
We finished packing as fast as we
could and loaded ourselves on the van with some understandably irritated
travelers. Destination for all: Rhapsody
of the Seas.
L***y and I spent some time
in the whirlpool. M**a insist that nobody calls it a whirlpool; it’s a hot tub!
Maybe, but on-board signs call it a whirlpool!
After dinner we sat out on the
deck and watched a movie under the Mediterranean sky: Despicable Me 2.
I’ve been carrying a pedometer with
me on this trip. Somehow, without really going anywhere except up and down
stairs on board this ship I ended the evening with 5.7 miles.
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