I was so darn tired last night that I didn’t have the opportunity to write about our accommodations. We’re at the Royal Palm Hotel, Galapagos. Holy Moly. I suspect we paid extra or something- we paid off the trip so long ago that it’s hard to remember- but this room is stupid pretty. Let’s begin with the fact that it is an independent building at the end of a path. There’s a front room with a bay window, a fireplace and a couch. To the left, there’s a master bedroom with a giant bed and plenty of room to have a dance party of you want one. Continuing around clockwise, you have the bathroom. There is an outer part to that with a long counter, then two separate rooms- one with a fancy Japanese toilet and another that is just about the biggest shower I have seen. I told Cas you could go all “the hills are alive” in there. I suspect he did.
The final room is the most puzzling. Here is what you’ll find in the last room of the four-room mini-house: One armchair with an ottoman, one two-person table, perfect for a breakfast nook or a quick card game and one full sized bathtub. In case you want to have friends over while you have a bath.
We’re off to a yacht ride and some snorkeling today, but I had to stop and talk about the bath-room. This place is just too fancy for words…
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