just call me Cleo. that's short for Cleopatra.

Yesterday was my friend Sara's wedding (whoot whoot!).  And although the LG and I live approximately 40 minutes from the reception site, we decided to book a hotel room anyway.  Turns out the hotel that we were staying at had some themed rooms.  Rooms such as: Titanic, Gilligan's Island, Russian Ice Castle, Leather and Lace, King for a Night, Little Red Riding Hood, and Cleopatra's Tent (ours).  We booked a theme room at the top floor of the Radisson only to discover that 1. there are no windows  and 2. the elevator does not go all the way to that floor so a few stairs would have to be climbed.  Well, following the wedding, we were excited to get back to our room to see what it would look like. (And although the decor was a little outdated, we were pleasantly surprised!)

Enter Cleopatra's Tent:

Some sparkling wine.  Me: "OOOhhhh, is it free, you think??"

Ooohhh..what's in there??

A bed so low to the ground and in the middle of the room?? Wait, is there something shining above the bed??  Could it be??

Oh, yes. It is. A mirror. Above the bed.  

And over to the right, a jacuzzi. Surrounded, again, by mirrors.

Only one thing left...

two Egyptians.

Fun times ahead. Guaranteed.