Comment card, please

Not that it would make a difference...but I may seek out a comment card while we're here. Sometimes it just makes you feel better to complain a little:

It was certainly a relief to arrive at your lovely facility after 8 hours of this:

"Are we almost there?"
"No."
"How many more hours?"
"Four."

"Are we almost there?"
"No."
"How many more hours?
"Three hours and 55 minutes."

And it was great to drive out of the drenching rain to find your facility bathed in Florida sunshine. The kids have already enjoyed your pool and look forward to another day poolside.

And we are thoroughly enjoying your other guests. With all the American kids in school, we are here with just a few other European families. My eldest in fact, the gal who makes a pal no matter where she goes, quickly befriended an English girl yesterday at the pool. Her British accent was so strong, we didn't think Alex would understand a word she said; however, she later recounted all of the details of Emily's life to us.

When my children saw the oversized, plush bunk bed, they claimed that this is the "best hotel we've ever stayed in."

Now let's talk about the king size bed in this room. I'm not sure you need to include a bed in your guest rooms. You may as well just throw some pillows and a comforter on the floor. That would keep expectations realistic. Although we have found so many things with which to be pleased here at your establishment, we are fortunately just staying here for two more nights. I don't think I could endure more than two additional restless nights.

I've already attempted to coerce the children to take over the king bed tonight and let the better half and me have the bunks, but they're not buyin' it.