Sunday

We roll out of bed and out the door around 9 o'clock. Not the earliest of starts, but we're on vacation. Breakfast awaits us in the Executive Lounge which is much more crowded than we anticipated. Apparently the hotel has managed to jam a lot of people into the top 10 floors.

The spread was pretty decent. We had bagels, croissants, turnovers, cereal, and fresh fruit. I was a bit disappointed they didn't have the do-it-yourself waffle irons. Hilton owns Embassy Suites, so you would think they could send some over.

I have a suspicion that New Yorker's don't really like breakfast. I believe they want every part of that meal to be portable and disposable. Waffles just don't fit in.