save the sweet hotel for the honeymoon
The only reason I know is that one fourth of July many eons ago (like 7 years) my friend and I were watching the fireworks at Fort Niagara from the Canadian side.
And then she said “I have to pee” and I said “I as well!” and so we asked her parents. Her parents wanted to watch the fireworks, so we set out on a journey that would lead us to the Queen herself We asked the concierge, --Concierge, we beg the queen if it was possible to use her loo. My friend here is about to piss the Dicken’s out of her and I would just like to wash up. And he called the queen on the queenphone and she said YES! YES!
me gusta el bano de Queen’s Landing. yup. All of this happened more or less…