Mary writes – After having breakfast at the hotel this morning, we decide to check on our unusual dining space of last night. There is no table and chairs behind the oleander anymore. It’s like we never existed. I really feel that we were in some sort of spy movie and were watching the movements of the other guests incognito. A report will be sent to headquarters concerning the annoying family with whiny little kid and smoking parents and middle aged couple who hold hands and kiss.