It was a large stylish room which was green and clean with potted
plants and a TV mounted in a corner. There was a long counter with a closed
hatch and in front of it were various cereals laid out for consumption. I got
myself a hot coffee from the filter pot and settled down with a bowl and spoon.
A nice lady greeted me and handed me a menu in a leather wallet. There seemed
to be a genuine appreciation of my custom, although little conversation was
made. I decided to go for the full fry-up. It arrived quite promptly, and while
it wasn’t particularly memorable it was still substantial and tasty. The
breakfast room was quite empty. I came down what I thought would have been peak
time. Perhaps it was a slow weekend. There wasn’t even anyone at reception, so
I left my key behind the desk and out I set.
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