A welcome relief
We called security at 2:30 in the morning because we couldn't sleep for the noise. It had been constant since we arrive at 10pm. The security person got the noise down to a dull roar which allowed us to sleep until about 6:30am when it all began again. We tried to be good neighbors while still not killing each other or them. It worked until about 10:30am when we had simply had more than any person could possibly take. The chandelier was swinging, and my coffee on the deck had been ruined by bread crumbs and crackers the heathens were throwing to the ducks and geese from the floor above. Signs everywhere read "do not feed the birds".
I was beyond words, so Sara called and begged for relief. They sent security again who was stunned to find out just how many of them there were on the floor above. He wrote it up and told us the management would be VERY unhappy with the numbers in each space above. I gathered this went beyond management preference and deep into fire code violation.
By 2:30 we were on the third floor of an entirely different building. At this point we were loopy from lack of sleep and lack of food. We were too tired for restaurants so we went to the grocery store and bought cooked food to eat in our room. Since then the only other noises I have heard are those damned kids, and then only when I go outside. I can live very happily with that.
Let the vacation begin...again.
