It is G's birthday and our planned return date. Very uneventful day for us hanging around the hotel, napping and eating. LB can't go to the garden, and I don't dare take Aidan to the pool in case we get there and find that it, too, is closed. We now have elevator assistants-secret service types meeting you at the first floor elevator and directing you away from the taped off lobby. Not all of the elevators are able to be used, either.