And so you see the lovely view from the Beveridge Park Hotel in Kirkcaldy. How did we get so lucky?
Marty has been staying here regularly, and as a result, the owner was happy to give us one of his best executive rooms. What a joy to have such huge windows looking out over the Firth of Forth.
When we arrived this morning, we walked out of the airport with snowflakes falling, but the sun decided to show its face later in the day. That makes the view even lovelier.
Marty and I were sitting in the lobby waiting for our room to be ready, when Dave came popping in, looking like he had just headed from the artic wearing one of those furry "Floyd B. Turbo" hats on his head. He was so excited to see us. It's going to be fun times in Kirkcaldy....I can already tell.
In case you forgot, Dave is the waiter who introduced us to the best home made porridge that we have ever tasted. He took a real liking to us back in January, and it is apparent that he is happy to see us back again. I'm anxious to hear if the morning music has changed, or if Karen Carpenter and Neil Sedaka are still on the a.m. soundtrack. Oh yes....the excitements of travel. I'll keep you posted as best I can.
I love that you two are back with Dave again! I definitely remembered who he was, and I'm not surprised that he was happy to see you. Can't wait to read more! xo
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