McDonalds for breakfast.
One more reason I hate travelling with family. I would've spent longer finding the Starbucks before consenting to eat there, but they didn't tell me that they'd reserved a full hour for breakfast (?!). I feel…unclean…after that McMuffin.
But at least I have palatable coffee now, and know where to go tomorrow. Shame the really good coffee shops in the area only open at 9:30 or later, though I might endure the 700m power-walk tomorrow to one that opens at 8:30.