The view. From both the window aaaaand the shower. Hello see-through walls!I knew that it was going to be a whirlwind of a trip so for the first hour after I checked-in, I sprawled out on the bed with a magazine and some snacks and soaked in the sunshine. It was qui-eeeeeet. So quiet that you sort of want to pump your fist in the air and shout something profound like, "yes! ha-ha!" to commemorate this moment of alone time. While at the same time, it also makes you miss the sound of "mama" so much that your magazine falls to the side while you text a request for a picture of your little guy immediately.
I don't know if it was the bed or finally taking my feet off the ground and putting them IN the bed, but I slept like a rock that night. I never realize how much I DON'T sleep like a rock, until I sleep in a good hotel bed and wake up feeling like gangbusters.
A red tandem bike in the village. For pete's sake, I had to!
Such a great trip.