Water Stuff

I wanted to title this post: "hot water or the lack thereof and/or pitching a hissy fit pays off again" but that was a little bit long for the title box. So in case that didn't give away the topic, onward we go!
Our flight to Flores was remarkably uneventful. The plane took off, flew, and landed at the correct airport. We were met by some staff from our hotel, loaded into a car, and off we went! The air was lovely and warm, even though it was after dark, and I left my window rolled down for the whole hour-long ride to Tikal, where we checked in to our hotel at about 9pm. We had pre-paid for dinners and breakfasts at our hotel, so we rushed to drop off bags in our room and chomp on some din-dins (I had spaghetti, which was very nice, and Sandy raves about her sea bass). Then a rush for the shower, as we'd been told we would have hot water until 10pm. The power shuts off at 10 also, except for one battery-operated emergency light in each room. So I scarfed my spaghetti and rushed back to the room. Hmmmm. There was cold water, and there was not-quite-as-cold water. And it was 9:45. I ran back to the lobby and told the desk attendant that our hot water wasn't working. Then began several minutes of nice employees coming to our room, putting their hand under the not-quite-as-cold water and saying "es ok. Aqua caliente". Then I would put my hand under the same not-quite-as-cold water and say "no, no es caliente". Then the nice employee would get a confused look and go find somebody else. This went on until Sandy said heck with it and just took a cold shower. Then the employees asked if everything was ok and I pantomimed shivering to point out that she was not enjoying the shower. I asked if we could use the shower in a different room so that we could get cleaned up before the power went out. (I may not have mentioned yet that none of us had had any showers in the last day and a half what with leaving out hotel in Antigua before most decent people even think of being awake. Then we had travelled, wandered a city, spent time in an airport, and gone for a drive in the jungle, all in warm weather - we were filthy and needed to wash.) So I pitched a minor hissy fit and told the desk clerk that if we were unable to have the hot water we had been promised that we would require some money back. Somehow that solved the problem and suddenly they were able to fix the hot water and even left the generator running for a few extra minutes so that we could all have our rushed showers. So not an ahhhhhh, shower, but at least I didn't go to bed all grimy.