Ok, perhaps I’m a tad spoiled. But the “little” in me is still squeeing over immediately heading to the cookie and coffee bar, while M checks us into our hotel. By “coffee,” I mean hot chocolate, of course. Two cookies for me…and two for Him.

…theoretically, Kitty thinks as she munches on cookie #3.

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