Ok, Katie was quite happy to be out of the car seat, but I don't think she was exactly careening off the walls. Just toddling across the floor.
So the desk clerk came up and helped move us to another room down the hall, where -- as it turned out -- there was a stack gas problem from the drain in the floor for the Jacuzzi. (It was a stunning $20 extra for the opportunity for each of us to spend a little time soothing sore muscles. It seemed like a fair trade.)
While our friendly desk clerk was busy apologizing, daisy_knotwise was fixing the problem by pouring several coffee pots full of water down the drain to refill the trap. The clerk told us that she's taking some substantial amount off our rate for the combined inconvenience, which was very nice of her.
It turns out she remembered us from last year too. Of course, I was on crutches then. :)