My sister, her best friend, and I used to go on a Girl's Trip once a year.
That's my sister on the left and her friend "F" on the right. I am not in the picture. Just pretend that ostrich behind them is me. I'm acting very disinterested. I think she's trying to tell us something.We stayed in this room. The brochure called it the "Fantasy Suite". I had fantasies about staying somewhere else all night. My sister is taking this picture while standing in the closet. We found out later that this room used to be a broom closet. Really. In order to get around in this room two people had to sit on the bed while the third person squeezed by. We should have had a clue when we checked in. My sister asked for a roll-away and the desk clerk laughed. My sister and I slept together on the bed. We were synchronized sleepers. If she turned over so did I. It wasn't an option.
"F" slept in the closet. That's her in a suitcase balanced on top of the ironing board.
What a pal.
I wonder if this is why she doesn't go with us anymore?
I'm pretty sure the fact that she moved 5 States away and got married has nothing to do with it.
I wish she would come back and go on another trip with us.
I hate sleeping in the closet.