I hope no one throws bricks at me, but wouldn’t it be wonderful if no teens were allowed either and then it would be a truly adult place. I would love a place for old fogies like myself, but I guess it’s the teens who have the most buying power, mostly with large amounts of pocket money and supplementary cards to their parents’ credit cards. I am just guessing that this is the case, otherwise I can’t see how they can afford these pricy meals.
Strangely I am not too affected by tots as most people are. The cute ones can charm the socks off me even if they are a tad spirited. I don’t have kids, but I am not the one groaning when children are seated near me in the plane. When they cry I just feel sorry for the poor mites who must be more scared than I am to be in this weird contraption that flies and gives ear aches.
I also find that teens can be noisier and more annoying than children when they are in a huge group – especially the boys. I was similarly guilty of being in a world of my own, obnoxious and oblivious to my surroundings when I was a teen myself. My teenage self would be shocked at how accustomed I’ve become to solitude and sitting in silence.
You have to climb up a winding flight of stair to get up the little hill to P S Cafe and take in the awesome view.