Today I caught my first glimpse of the not-so-elusive species…the ugly American. The coffee machine wasn’t working and these women wanted their ☕️! I’m sure the waitress’ English was better than their apparent non-existent Spanish, but she was alone serving about 70 hikers speaking at least 10 different languages in 2 dining rooms. AND someone had just broken a glass that needed cleaning up.
Maybe the word of the day should be grace. Or at least please.
Por favor 😊