As I walked into the lobby I was immediately taken in by the warmth of this beautiful quaint Inn. The gal at the desk was so kind and welcoming as though I had just come home from a long journey. She was polite and not overbearing. She gave me enough information without overwhelming me with too much for me to take in as my eyes continued to wander and draw in every detail of my surroundings. My eyes followed the long staircase to the overlooking balcony. I swear this is a sight from the great movies of the past. It reminded me of something like the Sound of Music. The colors were warm and all I could think of was this is a prefect setting for a family portrait.
As I followed the brick walk way to the canopy covered entrance I couldn’t wait to see my room. The hall to my room was not the standard hotel/inn wall paper of never ending over done details. Everything was tastefully decorated and the pillars along the way just made me feel like I was in a beautiful home.
As I entered my room, the lights softly lit all my thoughts of work just went by the wayside. I dropped my bags and just lay across the bed for a good hour. No noise, no music, no TV on. I looked all around and I was taken back to my child hood where our home was filled with so much warmth and comfort. There wasn’t this cold empty feeling I get from most places I’ve stayed. For some reason it wasn’t just a room to sleep in. Once I sat on the sofa perfectly placed by the picture window I was brought back to my modern life. I started to text and tell my friends how sweet and quaint this Inn was. I tried to work but felt too relaxed to focus. I realized the next morning as I made my coffee in those beautiful old style serious sized coffee mugs that I never even turned the tv on. Most hotels or Inns I stay in I automatically turn the tv on get my belongings in place for me to find them quick but I looked around the room and there lay my bags on the floor from the night before. Did I seriously loose myself as I entered my room the night before? My only regret was I never made it to the restaurant. I read their incredible menu and their offerings for the holidays which sounded enticing. It was time to leave and like my childhood home I have felt like I’m being called back to return. I hope anyone who has the opportunity to stay at this Inn, will upon entering just take the time to take in its warmth and comfort and hopefully it’ll take a way the hectic life you have and leave it outside the door so you too can feel Captain Daniel Stone calling you back after your stay.