We just got back from a quick jaunt over to the island to see Wil’s daughter and some of his friends.
You know, you reach a certain point in your life where you have to shell out BIG BUCKS to stay anywhere that rivals the comfort of your own home. We did not. It costs $125ish dollars just to travel back and forth on the ferry, if you take your car. We go cheap on the hotel. Even in really nice places, the bed is rarely more comfortable than the Most Comfortable Bed in the world. Bigger maybe, but not more awesome.
Now that we have the HD digital cable box/ DVR tivo wannabe thingy, we have lots of pretty cable channels. (my favorite is the biography channel) so hotels rarely have better tv. There is even porn on the Video On Demand, so nothing special in that unless the hotel room wants to give you FREE porn.
Now, what we don’t have is a mini bar, but if we did we wouldn’t have to pay $9 for a bottle of beer, so that’s no real fun.
About the only thing you can give me I can’t have in the comfort of my home is maid service. And possibly a jacuzzi jet tub with ocean view.
That’s why, when we take our road trip over to Alberta and back this spring, we are going to stay here! The West Edmonton Mall (bigger than the mall of America people) Fantasyland Hotel. I’m leaning towards the Polynesian room because of the tub. Wil wants the Truck room. Too bad. No tub.
The point is, be it ever so humble, small and messy, it’s good to home. The kittens missed us.