We escaped the cities around 3:30 the Isaac in the capable hands of Miss Tara and Bella already on her way to a waterpark for a playing overnight with the whole neighborhood.
Our room at the Rivertown Inn is the Oscar Wilde Suite - over in the carriage house, it's large, beautiful, and quiet. There's a huge tub, and a steam/rainfall shower as well. The bed... it is like some sort of awakeness-sucking plush amoeba.
Within 10 min of being here, I was already conked out on the bed for a short nap. The bed was just that comfortable. We got down to the hotel for the wine and cheese and sausage reception.... a great start to the trip.
We walked down the hill to Stillwater and had dinner at "the" hopping wine bar called MarX - They were pouring Lagavulin, so I was happy (though the price on that pour was a bit high), and the food was fantastic. But by 7:30 we were ready to be back in our own space.
Fast forward to the morning, when we discovered that we were almost late to breakfast: We slept 11 hours in that amazing bed. I haven't slept like that since... I don't even know when. Pamela last had a crash out like that when she went to Miraval. I can only say that this parenting thing must be somewhat tiring.
A wonderful breakfast today at a big communal table - Fresh baked muffins (Blueberry or Chocolate), a Baked Apple with filo pastry and creme anglaise, a crepe filled with orange pastry cream (and candied kumquats), and a egg souffle with canadian bacon, arugula and bellavitano cheese with a mixed herb sauce. It was amazing.
The sun is shining and the birds are singing, so we'll be off to walk downtown now... nothing at all on our planner. This is the break we have so desperately needed.
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