Hotel and miscellaneous observations

We're in a modest hotel, but it has 2 essentials: it's right on the beach, and it has a pool.

Did I already mention the pool is huge? I'll post a photo later - today the lines aren't cooperating again. If I swim a circle through just half the pool, it's 50 strokes, or about 2 lengths of the pool at the Rec Center in Red Deer. Perfect!

The sand ashtrays in front of the elevator have a fresh flower in them every morning. Often it's an orchid,the kind I have in my house and which are expensive to buy. Here, they're used to ornament ashtrays. Hah. Other times it's some other unidentifable flower, of which they have so many here.

We have a tub! That's great, because the Sofitel where we stayed the last few nights in Manila, though a luxury hotel also with a great pool and ocean view, only had a shower. But the shower was spectacular, with a 12" diameter center mounted showed head that delivered the water like a rainfall. Gorgeous. But we still like soaking in a tub.

Our room is fairly large, with 2 double beds and a little bar fridge to keep the beer cool. We overlook the pool and the ocean is just off to the side.

There's the ocean and beach. Then a sidewalk and the two-way road. All hotels are lined up on the other side of the road, which is only one lane each way. Still, it's trick to cross and usually I just get halfway then wait on the yellow line till I can dodge across. Sidewalks are impossibly narrow and made of paving stones like in downtown Red Deer. Except the pavers rarely line up so you're risking your neck if you're not watching your feet. Two people can't walk abreast so usually we end up walking on the street, especially if there are pedestrians coming towards us. It's all very different, but charming.

Most public places have a sign requesting that toilet tissue, except the poopy kind, be deposited into wastebaskets and not the toilet. Except they aren't specific about the poopy paper though I imagine the staff appreciate that we flush it away.

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