The main computer brain of the operation, the one that controlled the information about how much money was on each card and how many tickets were earned, stored, and redeemed as well as the controller for the ticket redemption robot was down.
With the brain out of commission—and we suspect it was the absolute dreadful connection here, even though the arcade would have been connected via a landline. But for whatever reason, the system was down and no prizes could be redeemed.
She had been waiting for this moment all week. I thought she would be upset. She was, but even a call to the hotel management couldn't help. They were very nice. They came to the arcade and looked in the back closet, but they only found the tiny prizes, not the big ones she was hoping for.
She didn't cry, she just looked sad. She's going to keep her tickets for next year when we come back. Are we coming back next year?
The Big Boy Update: My son was skiing blues at the end of the week. I was really impressed with him.
The Tiny Girl Chronicles: My daughter and I had a nice time skiing today. It was the last day of the trip and the weather was cold but sunny so it didn't feel nearly as cold. My daughter has a special skiing method called "Doggie Skiing" as she called it, but it was really more like Crab Skiing. She would sit down and then put her hands behind her on the very ends of her skis. She was up off the ground just enough to be able to slide down the mountain that way.
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