That’s what I was thinking as I walked down toward my room tonight and my first thought when I entered was …really? That’s right, stupidtom was upgraded to the whirlpool suite. I called Liza immediately laughing and she didn’t get why I thought it was so funny. In fact she was a little creeped out by my description. But me telling you that I will be sleeping four feet from a mirror surrounded whirlpool tub is not as impressive as the actual pictures.
Yup, only one word for this room, Classy.
I am at a loss for words. There’s so much wrong with this room I don’t know where to begin. I need to just stop now and enjoy the ride. I think I might fill this puppy up and take a creepy bath tonight. Maybe steeping in a tepid pool of my own filth won’t be so bad with bubbles. I’ll let you know if I feel like picking up yet another infection. Wait, I’m taking antibiotics so maybe I’ll be immune to whatever might be growing in the tub?