My plan was to type up my notes from the trip so I wouldn't be doing that after I get home, and so they would still be fresh in my mind. My ten-year old Duo (smaller and sturdier than my laptop) had other ideas. I haven't used it much in the past five years. I couldn't even get it to turn on.
I already had written notes, so no reason to do that.
The other part of my plan was to run 10 miles on the 1/8 of a mile track as people sunbathed. I met Rachel, who was doing the same. Rachel was traveling with her 93-year old grandmother and her sister. Unfortunately our paths did not cross again. I had a couple of 4-year old cheerleaders for a while who made me feel like a rock star. Still more exciting than doing the same on a treadmill.
Omelet station for breakfast |
That night we ate dinner in the Manhattan Room -- one of only a few places requiring people to dress up (polos and khakis for men, dresses and skirts for women, kids could wear "nice" shorts).
Afterwards we saw "Burn the Floor," their Broadway-style show. Guess I am a bit jaded, but it was nowhere near Broadway quality. Just bill it as lots of dancing and be done with it.
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