I'm staying at a pretty nice hotel in D.C. But before you start complaining about your tax dollars being wasted, rest assured I'm paying the government rate which is much, much less than this.
Just because they allow the occasional pedestrian room rate, that doesn't mean they allow pedestrian attire in the restaurant. Sandals are not allowed. So I sat at the bar and watched the NY Rangers play the Washington Capitals while enjoying a mouth-watering tenderloin steak, a linen napkin protecting my khaki shorts. The maitre d' sat next to me...because there wasn't anybody in the restaurant.
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