Breakfasts at the Hotel. Oopsie!
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canyonwalkerItaly Travelog #24
Chia, Sardinia - Friday, 30 May 2025, 8:30am
Breakfast at the hotel in Sardinia this week has been enjoyable. Ordinarily I would tout that getting it for free is a perk of elite status. In fact being able to enjoy such a perk is one of the reasons I signed up for an expensive credit card without a big signup bonus recently. But apparently breakfast here was negotiated as part of our group rate— a group rate that also entirely forbids elite perks, depending on which front desk person I talk to.
Anyway, breakfast has been good. Good, but not great. Every day for the past few days I've eaten a mix of a few salamis, a couple pieces of sausage, and an order of French toast the cook consistently manages to burn to the point of being tough and chewy on the outside yet nearly liquid in the middle.
Then, today at breakfast, an oopsie happened. Buttoh! My chair collapsed under me. One leg snapped. I rolled to the floor and quickly got to my feet, uninjured. But my roll must have been impressive because lots of people rushed over, including everyone in the family at the table next to us.
Before we left a man came over an introduced himself as the hotel's F&B manager. He offered to comp our dinner in the restaurant tonight as a gesture. That was way more than I was going to ask. I mean, I wasn't even going to ask anything, as I wasn't injured or even shaken. But I don't believe in arguing when someone offers me something genuinely nice, so I thanked him for his generosity. We were considering doing another picnic dinner on our patio tonight... now dinner's on the house!
Chia, Sardinia - Friday, 30 May 2025, 8:30am
Breakfast at the hotel in Sardinia this week has been enjoyable. Ordinarily I would tout that getting it for free is a perk of elite status. In fact being able to enjoy such a perk is one of the reasons I signed up for an expensive credit card without a big signup bonus recently. But apparently breakfast here was negotiated as part of our group rate— a group rate that also entirely forbids elite perks, depending on which front desk person I talk to.
Anyway, breakfast has been good. Good, but not great. Every day for the past few days I've eaten a mix of a few salamis, a couple pieces of sausage, and an order of French toast the cook consistently manages to burn to the point of being tough and chewy on the outside yet nearly liquid in the middle.
Then, today at breakfast, an oopsie happened. Buttoh! My chair collapsed under me. One leg snapped. I rolled to the floor and quickly got to my feet, uninjured. But my roll must have been impressive because lots of people rushed over, including everyone in the family at the table next to us.
Before we left a man came over an introduced himself as the hotel's F&B manager. He offered to comp our dinner in the restaurant tonight as a gesture. That was way more than I was going to ask. I mean, I wasn't even going to ask anything, as I wasn't injured or even shaken. But I don't believe in arguing when someone offers me something genuinely nice, so I thanked him for his generosity. We were considering doing another picnic dinner on our patio tonight... now dinner's on the house!
