Fuming over the idea that not only did our hot water heater give it's last gasp over the weekend and that nobody could fit us for an installation until Tuesday, it became clear to pull out the survivalist manual.
The Willeke Survivalist Manual
.... in cases where hot water is not available for multiple days and you will both feel and smell like a rotting corpse in no time flat, find the nearest five star hotel, wallow in the hot tub, and eat like royalty.....
In our panic, we nearly forgot such sage advice and nearly did something stupid like consider freezing showers, boiling water to clean dishes, and being overall miserable. We could have improved matters slightly and stayed at the Residence Inn where there would have been family space, but then, when there is a ritzy top tier Bohemian in town with a huge likelihood of the typical Premium Marriott upgrade, why stop at lemonade?
Indeed, it was a lovely experience that was comparable to the luxury hotels like the Waldorf Astoria, so these past couple of days has been a very pleasant Sidecar we made out of the frustrating lemons that the blown hot water heater gave us!
