Clarksville, Tennessee

Yes, this is Clarksville, and, no, we did not take the last train here. The last non-smoking room available in the beautiful Wingate hotel was a Jacuzzi suite with a king size bed and a fold out queen size couch. Reid agreed to the couch. I agreed to take the room when Heidi behind the front desk continued to pile on the discounts til the price was that of a regular room. It would be sweet if the next time I get a sweet deal on a Jacuzzi king suite that I was with Mr. NPBPFM*. Reid is the best 18yo on this earth, but this feels more like a room for a tryst than a room with a son. This is a most lovely room and I regret having to leave it. And if yours truly doesn't get in the shower soon we may have to pay for a second day!

*Mr. Not Perfect But Perfect For Me