The Breakfast wars

The world is an unfair place to say the least, but the middle class people, which I am a part of, only suffer from unfairness in rather small spheres. However, when those small unfairnesses occur, people react in different ways. I of course, go berzerk, not in all cases, but at least the following.

This morning, I woke up to a rainy and dull day. Ahead were hours of driving, our switch from Mt Cook village to Arthur's Pass was planned for the day. I consoled my self with the thought of a nice multinational breakfast (one that I had carefully planned the night before), waiting for me in the Alpine Cafe at the Hermitage. After all the compulsory morning hassle, we were up and going, sliding through the Cafe doors into the fantasy world of breakfast delights. Only, it was all too good to be true.

Now in most horror stories there is a villain. This time it was the stupid policies of the Hermitage. When staying at the Hermitage, the cheapest way to live is in a Chalet. Now we of course had stayed in a family motel unit on the first night and then moved into the chalet. So on the first morning, we had the full breakfast with all the treats, but this morning, when we slid through those doors to wonderland, we were denied our bacon and eggs!! In fact we were denied the whole hot food -section, with its American pancakes, miso soup, bacon, fried tomatoes, scrambled eggs and all the other fatty goods (except the Japanese stuff).

I was slightly outraged. I had planned my pancakes, my miso and my scrambled eggs, and I could have none!? Hunger aside, I also felt shameful, as if there was a hierarchy, and I was in the lower class. Now if I'm staying at a hotel that pricey, surely I expect them to have equal rights if anything? It may be an overstatement, but never before have I come across a hotel with a policy like that. Everywhere else breakfast has been free for all customers and their secret doggiebags.

Well, after filling my stomach with the now enforced healthy breakfast of fruit and yogurt, I decided to bash about the hotel in my blog. The stay had been just fine so far, so I felt quite good about finding something to bash about. And the breakfast incident sure made me look at the pompous hotel a bit more closely. Even the lonely planet had called it a bit snobbish to say the least. So I did what any dissatisfied hotel customer would do, and filled in the customer survey, full of nags about the breakfast incident. Then I lied my age to make them take it more seriously, ''I bet that will work.''

So, Hermitage, It is on! I will bring you down, because what ever you do, you DON'T deny Tessa Dean her bacon and eggs!! (or miso soup in this case.)