I forgot to mention that the humans traveled for this past holiday, staying in yet another Midgardian inn. I am beginning to believe that they were all constructed by one person, for they are all mostly the same, same, same. *Yawn.*
I will admit, however, that this one had a unique method of presenting the bath linens. We had a good game of hide-and-seek.
Sigyn won. (Horns are hard to hide.)
This inn was another with a sink cake.
Sigyn, I know you were excited, but remember what I’ve told you about them. They’re not edible, no matter how good they smell.
So we checked out the inn’s actually-food offerings. Mostly the same as previous inn fare, though it did have these small round breakfasts The human female says they’re for eating with butter and honey, but Sigyn found them fluffy enough to recline on. I think perhaps this is what the Midgardians refer to as a "Bed and Breakfast."