This is not what I had intended on posting today, but this morning B. showed me the site for the place where we'll be staying when we go to Prague and I just about died. The very girly part of me is still squealing (on the inside, of course) with joy. I've stayed in some lovely hotels before, but nothing that's ever resembled a tiny little palace. Swoon.
B.'s reaction: "It's everything a girl could ever want. It makes me want to vomit a little."