The Austin Ambassador is a slightly icky hotel.
Apparently the maids don't get what the “maid service” side of the door hanger means.
Saw a cockroach on the wall and an ant on the table during dinner last night. The breakfast buffet was mediocre at best.
The con suite, on the other hand, is nifty keen. This year they went w/ homemade – and I think it's better than last year. French toast this morning (should have come here instead of the restaurant) DIY sandwiches, ravioli, ramen (of course) various cakes, chips, etc. And of course, liquid nitrogen ice cream.
And of course, there's always one – a breeder w/ a fussing baby.