The door clicks shut behind us. Third floor, end of the hall, corner suite, room 33. View wasn't anything amazing, especially compared to the room itself; just a pair of windows showing a side street and some buildings, with the bustling crowds and festivities. That wasn't the draw of the room, though. That was the elaborate, wide bed that took up the middle of the room, practically the centerpiece. It looked big enough for me to sprawl out completely on, and be unable to touch each end. 