Luckily, I was able to retreat to my homey B&B, with a quaint, peaceful bedchamber all to myself, where I luxuriated in:
Comfortable, fine bedding!
The finest literature!
And De-luxe bath products!
My eyes rested upon the amazing water views!
Alas, my stay was only for two nights. But then, two nights with THIS nightmare-inducing toilet paper was enough:
For that fresh, clean, patriotic feeling--all day!
There’s nothing like it. At least, I’ve never seen anything like it. Fortunately, I didn’t have to SHARE THE BATHROOM with the other couple who was staying at the B&B; they decided to have a weekend in Vancouver instead. Whoever you are, nice couple, I thank you. Not that I would have minded sharing the toilet with your husband. But the star-studded TP? All mine! You woulda had to fight me for it.
Next year, I’m booking my room EARLY.