March Break: Hotel TV.

I remember travelling with my family when I was a kid.  It used to make my mom crazy that, on the rare occasions that we landed in a hotel, my dad would open the door, drop the bags, and turn on the TV.  In those days, TV viewing was his choice and his choice only.

My, how times have changed.

When we arrived at our hotel(s) last week, Juliana would open the door, drop her bag, and turn on the TV.

And each morning when I was doing the final sweep upon check-out, I would find a note like this one, always listing where to find her three favourite channels:

The girl likes to be prepared.  Just like her grandpa did.