Sometimes... breakfast in a hotel is a relaxing start to the day. On other days it's a pain in the neck. Today it was the latter. Orange juice ran out just before I got there. Sugar shaker had gone missing, so couldn't sprinkle on my ever soggier rice krispies. (hope my doctor doesn't follow me as i'm a diabetic, but honestly it's just a little shake). The table, of course, has cube sugar. I ordered cooked breakfast with white toast, forgetting this is a "make your own toast" establishment. They could have told me when I sat there like a lemon and ordered the damn toast. Which gave me the dilemma of hot breakfast with bread or cold breakfast with hot toast. What's that expression... Oi Vey.

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 Am very much enjoying my trip to Rotterdam. Logitics very smooth, hotel different but quaint and most importantly bed awesomely comfortable. Have slept like a baby for 2 nights. Conference day yesterday was interesting and prompted some thoughts. Will cogitate for a couple of days. Definitely need to draw. Amazingly liberating feeling not to have laptop with me. This will probably be the longest stretch I have been unplugged from work in 5 years.

 Met an extraordinarily nice lady from Denmark at the conference and ended up just the two of enjoying candlelight dinner at very nice Italian restaurant. I have made a new friend.

 Am just wondering around the shops in Rotterdam today and looking forward to a few hours in Amsterdam tomorrow before the flight home.

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