Last week, I attended a wonderful workshop/course/class/session in Cranio Sacral Therapy, about which I promise to say lots more. But first, I want to contemplate the part of taking these continuing ed things that many people just blow off ---
I don't know about you, but for me, a long day of learning new material, no matter how fascinating or exciting, requires decent rest. One needs to sleep well to incorporate what has just been learned, and to be ready for more the next day.
That is why, I turned down this room:
See the lovely bright windows?
See the enormous welcoming four poster bed -- and the additional lovely windows? see the vast space!
See the lovely couch? and cushy footbench?
Well, this glorious king suite, lovely in so many respects, had a wee problem. It was RIGHT next to the elevators. It shared a wall with the elevators. And the elevators go ding, ding, ding at every floor.
Maybe I was being a princess. But I'd not been sleeping terribly well lately, and I feared that ding ding ding all night would either keep me up, or WAKE me up all night. And that is no way to learn intracranial anatomy or physiology.
I called to ask for a different room. The charming fellow at the front desk was very pleasant, but since the hotel was booked solid all weekend, they were unable to provide me another king suite in which I'd be able to stay all weekend. (I'm still not sure how that works). So, they offered a downgrade to a Queen Suite....which they assured me was the "same" but for the size of the bed.
Nonetheless, after a bit of negotiation to give me a credit at the restaurant for the amount of the price difference in the rooms, I accepted the downgrade.
Had I not seen the first room, I'd have been thrilled with the second:
Again, lovely windows. A smaller bed, to be sure, but it was only me...
Note the nice comfy chair in the corner. And while I didn't have all of the walking around space, I still had a sofa and a coffee table (not as comfy for resting feet... but who is counting here).
I was disappointed for a few minutes, then got over myself, and went to dinner - across the street. Alas, what I didn't have was a good restaurant in which to use my credits. The main menu included not one item that appealed to me.
The first night's rest was not as it should have been. It took me awhile to figure out the problem: hard pillows. No, seriously. HARD pillows. I've never had hard pillows in a hotel before, but there they were. Thus, when I got up that morning, I didn't do so early enough to investigate the hotel's breakfast offerings. Instead, I stopped at the Starbuck's en route, and got a latte and some oatmeal.
Luckily, the folks at the front desk remained kind, and when I asked, had some lovely soft ones put on the bed. And, luckily as well, the hotel's breakfast offerings turned out to be quite nice.
In the end, I had great sleep, plenty of room to rest, sit, study, read, and even do my Five Tibetan Rights, and a good healthy breakfast every morning.
The hotel (The Canterbury, on Illinois Street in Indianapolis), has lovely old world charm, and very gracious staff. But many of the amenities one gets used to aren't there. Ice, for example, gets delivered by one of the wait staff from the restaurant; there are no ice machines on the floors. Vending machines are also absent -- for vended soda, you've got to walk across the street to the mall parking lot! We will not discuss work out centers or actual room service. But you know -- those aren't the things you need while in class. What you need is a decent night's sleep, a good breakfast, and access to decent restaurants in walking distance, and that's what I got.