Romeo oh Romeo...

A ladder leading to the balcony of the local swiss bed and breakfast brothel. My romantic view of things had been prompted probably by what happened when I approached the small temporary bridge across the canal near me. About 12 builders (not dwarfs this time) made a line along the side for me, they were bare chested and of various ages. I was kindly waved onto the bridge and greeted from all sides, whereafter one of the builders ran ahead in front of me as there was a ribbon preventing exit/entrance on the other side. It was suggested I cut that ribbon royally, but I kindly suggested that we have men to this nowadays and it was lifted for me. Royalty does not turn around then to ask if she may Blip barechested builders, shame.