Two hotel rooms = a good night's sleep

We haven't been sleeping well the past few nights. Our bungalow at Cookie's is fairly cute in the daytime with its little private beach and overly friendly staff, but at night the closed-in mosquito netting, lumpy pillows, and paper-thin thatched walls just don't do the trick. Today after exploring the island in our jeep, we stopped in town to plan the rest of the night. We were right in front of a hotel, so on a whim I ran in and checked if they had any more rooms. We were lucky, and got the last one. So tonight, for one night, we were the proud owners of a jeep, and not one, but two, yes two rooms. Air con, a real bed with a top and bottom sheet was almost more than I could handle, and I've never slept better.