The best laid plans...

In advance of our Calypso arrival, Jason and I thoroughly scouted out the Calypso floor plan (shown below) to ensure us the best possible bedroom option.  Calypso has a total of six bedrooms, five of which would be used by the nine people accompanying us.  We knew it would be a matter of first-come first-served, with my parents having the ultimate veto option.  Our "plan" upon entry in to Calypso was to make a bee-line up to the second story and pick the most isolated bedroom... the thought of having a stairway buffer zone between us and the demanding kids drove our bedroom decision.

Our sights were aimed on the upstairs bedroom on the left, past the tv room/library.

In the moment of entry at Calypso, I was one of the first inside the house and immediately hefted my suitcase up the stairs and dropped it on the bed of our desired bedroom.  Effectively staking our claim to the room.  

Thinking our plan was a success, and with only a slight fear of the dreaded supreme veto taking it away from us I considered our plan to be a success... Until our first night.

There are two bedrooms upstairs, both identical except for the fact that only one had a television in the room, (which kinda broke our hearts when we realized our room did not have a tv), but then Jason of course went for his beloved iPad and realized that the wifi signal in the house did not reach our bedroom!  Our room was about the only place in the entire house where you could not get internet access, (unless you stood in the shower, which was the area of the bedroom closest to the wifi signal).  So my internet dependent husband's heart was shattered.  And of course I took the blame for not doing a proper reconnaissance of the upstairs bedrooms before selecting.

On top of those "electronic" glitches our bathroom shower was a nightmare... while the downstairs bathrooms enjoyed a decent amount of water pressure, the upstairs equivalents were not so lucky.  After spending a day on the beach and in the surf, the trickle of water dripping out of our shower head was insufficient to even remove the sand from our bodies.  Getting stuck with shampoo in your hair while you wait and pray for the water pressure to return left us craving for a real shower.  Calypso does offer an outdoor shower, which we began utilizing to at least remove the sticky sand, but bathing was an unpleasant experience to say the least.

I began comforting myself with the knowledge that at least we could look forward to a decent shower at the ultimate Atlantis resort.  In reality even the Atlantis could not deliver a decent shower... (See next post: Travel Review: Atlantis, Paradise Island, Bahamas) Regardless to say, I have never been more satisfied by our boring old shower and am happy to be home.