We love our hotel. The beds are comfy, the shower has GREAT water pressure, they bring you your own pot of hot chocolate right to your table at breakfast, and we are best friends with the man that works at the front desk. [ When we were signing up for our day tours he started laughing at Megen's name. He asked her, "Where did you get a name like that?" He called the tour agency to give them our information and when he got to hers he just started laughing and said, "I'm not going to even try to say this one." Who knew McConkie was so difficult for Brits to say. ]
And, we also have a personal radio. Whoever is in the room next to us loves to sing. Melody-less tunes, naturally. But still, it's very entertaining.
That is all.
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