I'm in California on business, staying at the Four Seasons in Palo Alto. After having to get up verrrrrry early to catch a flight (after a verrrrry long work day that stretched to midnight the night before), I was quite happy to collapse into bed to grab some zzz's once we got settled in.
The moment my head hit the pillow, my body simply melted into the bed. This is quite possibly the most wonderful bed in the world. I've slept in some great beds at some great hotels ... but this is ... just ... (sigh) ... I'm speechless. I let out an audible "Mmmm" as I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of someday owning a bed like this of my own one day.
When I awoke a few hours later, my mind was still pulled toward how amazing this bed was and how I could just lay there allllll day. I started to think through more logically how I could go about acquiring such a bed and figured it might be feasible just to contact the hotel and inquire about it.
Shmay. I did eventually have to get up and be productive and I went on through the rest of my day.
But then later this evening, as I climbed out of a bubble bath in the heavenly tub (yet another perk of this amazing room), I noticed a card on the counter by the sink. It was a list of all the bedding (including the bed itself and pillows) and other linens. My jaw dropped. And then I proceeded to jump around and squeal like a little girl.
I completely can't afford it right now, but this is officially a dream that is perfectly achievable. :)