The Biltmore! But no pictures, because I suck.

I forgot my camera.

Yeah.

We were halfway there and I said to Jason, "Oh my frog, I forgot my camera!"

And he said, "You? YOU? You who documents every waking moments of our lives with your trusty Kodak Easyshare forgot her camera?"

Then I wanted to cry.

But they actually won't let you take pictures INSIDE the Biltmore, so it was okay.

For those who were curious, here's a brief recap of where we went, which was The Biltmore house in Asheville, NC.

The Biltmore house is the largest privately owned home in America. It's 175,000 square feet of living space on 8000 acres. I'm actually not exaggerating, those are the real numbers.

Here's a description from the website, which calls the house, "A Real Live Castle":

Be inspired by the relaxed elegance of George and Edith Vanderbilt's 250-room family home and country retreat in Asheville, NC. Discover original art from masters such as Renoir, magnificent 16th-century tapestries, Napoleon's chess set, a library with 10,000 volumes, a Banquet Hall with a 70-foot ceiling, 65 fireplaces, an indoor pool, bowling alley, and priceless antiques. Opened to friends on Christmas Eve 1895, this French Renaissance chateáu remains America's largest privately owned home.

An indoor bowling alley. Seriously. It was awesome.

It was beautiful and amazing. The restaurant, DeerPark, was beautiful and amazing and the food was delicious. The hotel was beautiful and amazing and they gave us the Honeymoon suite and it was all beautiful and amazing.

It must have been really good because I've said beautiful and amazing like, 100 times.

Best of all, really, honestly, best of all? We walked around everywhere like we really WERE newlyweds. We aren't exactly oldieweds or anything, but we've been married almost five years now. This was the first time since our actual honeymoon that we had been anywhere alone. And our honeymoon was so brief. Like, three days or something.

We had the best time. The BEST time.