Hello, Mister Jackson

Yes, I've become Mr. Jackson at the hotel, but I'll accept it for now. Too hard to explain to them that Michelle booked the room long before we were married, etc. Probably too confusing to have to explain it. Therefore, you may call me, Mr. Rodney Jackson, at least for a few days.

Hope you like this photo. After dinner we came up to our room to find these swans made out of towels on our bed with flower petals all over the room.

And of course, more chocolate.

We are getting spoiled.

Today, Saturday we're heading up to Trinity college and museums in our vacinity.

:)