Nothing seems to me more luxurious than having breakfast brought to your room. Last evening Wendy ordered breakfast for me and at 9:00 sharp this morning the man arrived with my breakfast. I sat at the table in my bedroom drinking coffee and eating my breakfast of scrambled eggs, sausage and a fruit plate. Wendy had already come up to the room after having breakfast with Kenny and Anne so she joined me for coffee. I ate too much breakfast but it was delicious.
I have no idea why I think room service for breakfast is so special. But I do. Wendy has already ordered my breakfast for tomorrow. And I will eat breakfast in my room every morning while we stay at The Hard Rock, which will be for two weeks. One reason Ken and I always ordered room service for breakfast is that both restaurants serve breakfast as a buffet so we had to get our own breakfast and carry the plates to the table. Ken could not do that so we always ordered breakfast in our room. I will do the same thing while I am here now.
Every morning, I will remain in my night shirt and drink coffee and eat breakfast in my own elegant room. And I will enjoy every minute.
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