You may be wondering why we called our hotel room on Siesta Key The Aquarium. Here’s a picture I took. In order to get even this much of the room in the picture, I had to climb up on the tiny counter that served as our “kitchen” – which consisted of a dorm fridge and a microwave. There wasn’t any room for a sink. We had to store our clothes in the bathroom because there wasn’t even room to live out of a suitcase unless one person left while the other opened the suitcase. The room wasn’t large enough for a dresser. At least the bed was just high enough off the ground that we could stash our shoes under it…

It might be more accurate to call it the Terrarium, but that isn’t as amusing to me for some reason. If we’d been in Tokyo, perhaps we would have considered this a spacious hotel suite; but we weren’t, and we didn’t.

On Sunday night we could have switched to a larger room, but at that point it wasn’t worth the effort to pack and move. Plus, we’d grown rather amused by the situation by that time.