What is wrong with me?! I have always wanted to go to The Ice Hotel. This makes no sense, as I hate being cold and I especially hate being wet. But I am just fascinated. The diligence of this abode’s creators wows me–I become grouchy enough just trying to create a livable space in non-icy/potential-to-melt conditions. I can’t imagine the obstacles these hoteliers must encounter in interior decorating. So I tip my hat, I bow, go you, you Ice Hotel envisionaries. In another life, I will escape on a fantasy-like getaway to these gorgeous sub-zero accomodations. In the meantime, I will just snuggle up with my heated mattress pad, despite the warming spring-like climate and rejoice that there is absolutely ZERO CHANCE THAT MY BED COULD EVER MELT.
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