I can’t even begin to tell you how nice a burger and fries were, and how awful planet Hollywood was.  What a plastic piece of garbage… but I shouldn’t have expected more.  The only difference was you could smoke everywhere, and the Spanish tendency to be at a bar, as a couple, making out while sipping wine continued.  I think this must be part of Spanish culture – they have a need to always be with a member of the opposite sex (most likely they are beautiful) and locked in a long embrace – or tickling tonsils... hard to tell which sometime.  

After dinner I did something I’ve always wanted to do at a fancy schmancy hotel but never had the gall to – draw a bath, get in, and read a book.  Mission accomplished, book completed, and now it is time for me to try and pass out.  I’m still not on time-zone for some weird reason --- I don’t get it…  Wake up call: 11am – hopefully I’m up by 9 or earlier.