We woke up Saturday morning, still pinching ourselves. Everything was so nice. It was sort of funny to walk around the hotel and realize all those people had A LOT of money. We just had A LOT of frequent flier miles, ha! At one point, we ran into a man who looked very much like Sadaam Hussein, with his two wives. We smiled. They did not smile. I was tempted to ask, but did not, "So, how'd you pay for this? You must own the oil I buy, huh?"
We woke Saturday morning, eagerly anticipating our breakfast. We were not disappointed. Those of you reading this who live or have lived here know that for me to tell you they had bacon, pancakes, maple syrup, and homemade applesauce was a BIG DEAL.
More tomorrow on how we spent our day!