Breakfast view

Early breakfast today. Glad this hotel offers breakfast, fresh made omelets even. Nice.

What I can’t quite understand is how people feel ok to roll out of bed and come and eat in their pajamas. Hair disheveled, pajamas still on with bedroom slippers on their feet.

I’d never have the nerve to do that, I think.
Course it makes me feel like family. Like I could walk up to them and ask how they slept.

But I suspect that would be frowned upon.
At least I have my omelet.