She returned with the news that the gentlemen's outside onsen seemed to be vacant, and suggested I could go there and enjoy the place on my own if I looked sharp about it. There was, I was told, no need to change into the standard robe etcetera.
Bowing to the inevitable I was led down to the relevant chamber, which turned out to be empty. You could tell by the absence of slippers outside. So, in I went, and got the mountain view along with a fifteen minute soak in the soothing waters. It probably wasn't actually fifteen minutes - probably more like ten or possibly even five, but it certainly felt like fifteen.
In any case I had been there and done that, so I was justified in raising the additional issue of wireless broadband. Madam checked, and it seemed to exist, but only in the lobby. We headed down to check, couldn't connect to the server, though the network seemed to exist and headed back upstairs, where I attacked various electronic issues in non-network mode.