I get too hungry for dinner at eight.....

For those who don't know those are the first words to the Cole Porter, Sinatra sung song, "The Lady is a Tramp.". I decide to shower, shave, dress for dinner which means I added an ascot to my look. The weather has turned windy and the temperature has dropped noticeably. I wear my sweater and leave the Panama in room. It is too windy and I do not want to be chasing it all over the Inn.

Let me make another budget hotel statement. The towels are always small, and not good at absorbing water from your body. There never is any shampoo or other hair products. The soaps are tiny bars and cracked in pieces as I opened each one. If your are able to get a place to hang you toilet kit consider yourself lucky. All in all it's no Pentagoet Inn.

I had a vegetable plate of food with some rice. It was fine the starches filled me up as besides the eggs it was all I ate today. The day i travel i seem to eat more, maybe it is the anxiety of getting ready and going. Back in the bar, I strike up a nice conversation with a couple from Nova Scotia. They were in Cuba several times and gave me some tips of most things I already knew but he did say to take in the show at the Tropicana. I think I will sip a straight rum drink. Be right back.....back.. Got me a nice shot of sweet rum to sip as an after dinner drink. Just chilling sitting in the bar a nice breeze blowing in through the open door. I have some good movies downloaded on my IPad. I have a big day tomorrow so maybe I will turn in early, unless some good conversation open up, and watch the Mambo Kings with the awesome Armand Assante and Antonio Bandaras.