Sunday, March 24, 2013

Sunday morning, Glen Ellen

This is a quick posting because I am feeling guilty for not posting anything for more than TEN DAYS!  That's just no bueno.

Working at the little boutiquey hotel here in Glen Ellen this morning.  Driving to work these early mornings on Highway 12 is so lovely.  The sun hits the naked grapevines, which are more like gnarled sticks these days, and creates geometrical prisms that you don't see when they are leafed out.  The sun bounces off the trellises that guide the vines and they shine like golden trapeze wires.  Wild yellow flowers, some mustard, compete with the green, green grass and the overall effect is (dare I say it?) magical.  It makes my morning so much more peaceful.

And then, this morning, to spoil all that goodness, we had two families staying here at this grown-up type hotel with small kids.  Four kids under 6, all bad mannered.  They didn't tell us about the kids when they made the reservation, of course.  Needless to say, it was chaos.  Kids with no manners, in a small, quiet dining space, running to the pastry tray over and over, knocking forks and knives to the floor, breaking a juice glass full of orange juice, whining because there is no hot chocolate.  And the parents are as oblivious as statues.  Half hour after they have finished trashing the three tables we moved together for them, they are still here in the lobby, playing with a computer and being obnoxious.  I know they bothered other guests, people ate their breakfasts and bolted from the room.  Sad.

Hotels like this should be no-kid zones.  No kidding.

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