Ceiling feeling

I’m gazing up at the exquisitely carved canopy of this four-poster bed, and beyond it at the vaulted ceiling of the Elizabethan manor house in which we’re staying. The adjoining bathroom is about the size of our main bedroom at home.

I think I could get used to this…

It reminds me of Uncle Max in The Sound of Music: “I like rich people. I like the way they live. I like the way I live when I’m with them.”

Sadly, in this particular mansion, we have to hand over our credit card when we check out in the morning….

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