I just happened to catch Mr. W online, very briefly. He shortly arrived at their accomodations in Alaska. He IMed that they’re at Madame’s Manor, which apparently used to be a brothel, and the cab lady told them that the place is haunted (which I found very cool and instantly interested me). He said he was confused as to the sleeping arrangements. 5 minutes after the conversation began, he said he had to go and disappeared. Curious, I googled Madame’s Manor and found that it’s actually a bed & breakfast. I’d always wanted to stay in one, but I guess Mr. W is gonna be in one without me, with his male friend. Looking at the website, it looks more like a honeymooner’s quaint paradise than the accomodations of 2 guy pals going fishing and sight-seeing in Alaska. The photos of all the rooms that you can book through their site show what appears to be a queen bed, no twins or separate sleeping areas in one room. No wonder they’re confused as to the sleeping arrangements. Yesterday, Mr. W had cracked a joke to me alluding to their trip as “Brokeback Mountain,” and that I would know something’s wrong if they didn’t bring back any fish and the fish container remains unopened and unused, which is how Ennis’ wife in Brokeback Mountain figured out that the two men’s annual fishing trips weren’t as innocent as they sounded — she’d placed a note in Ennis’s fish container asking him to please bring back fish for her and their children, and the note went undiscovered and unread for years. I’d laughed off Mr. W’s reference to Brokeback and joked back that he needs to remember to bring the lube, but looking at this website now, it really puts a different spin on things. =P