I’m back.
That’s all…no drama, nothing big, nothing exemplary. Just, back.
And it’s crazy how much you miss your own bed until you return to it.
Despite stiff competition (though stiff is a misnomer; the main competition is anything but, what with its 10+” pillow top and insanely comfortable mattress), I still think my bed wins. Jaded? Perhaps. But after five days away, sharing one room and one small bathroom, (and with all due respect to Westin), I pose that the only real heavenly bed…
…is my own.
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If i can help it, I travel with my own pillow. It helps (in a Linus sort of way).
There is nothing like your own bed. Especially when you’ve been traveling, sleeping on those horrid hotel beds in an Asian country. The sheer bliss of coming home to that comfy california king sized bed was unmatched. . . . Oh wait, that was me. . . .
Say, is that your own trumpet? ;)/>
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