He directed us to a convenience store. And yes, there was a place to sit:
If one of us wanted to stand. Not the tea house experience we were picturing.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
When internal pictures don't match
Our last night with Jerry Stocking, Anne & I had some time to kill. So we asked the front desk guy where we could go to sit down and have a cup of tea. He told us there was a place up the block on the corner. We were thinking cafe-restaurant-little-bistro.
He directed us to a convenience store. And yes, there was a place to sit:
If one of us wanted to stand. Not the tea house experience we were picturing.
He directed us to a convenience store. And yes, there was a place to sit:
If one of us wanted to stand. Not the tea house experience we were picturing.
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