Checked into the Donnington Hotel. This was a hot one for Bruce and I (no a/c). He seems to be feeling a little better. We have Lamb Leg for dinner, people seem not to like it but I finished mine. Bruce and I had two terrible old fashioned at the bar but apparently the server wasn’t supposed to make them I’m thinking because it was Sunday. Bruce attempts to get a coffee after dinner but still nothing that resembles American coffee. Excited to see the war room tomorrow.