The pool at the very upscale Furnace Creek Inn looked so inviting when I saw it for the first time at last year's pre-race briefing.
When I found out that the normally $400 a night rooms were less than half of that for a summer special they were having, I made a reservation, so I could check it out while I recovered from my sleep deprivation from working the race.
So here I am, having just checked into my princess lair, finished a Fat Tire Ale, and about to go down to the pool before dinner, which normally requires reservations and has a dress code, but not now, as they told me when I checked in.
Since there is no valet parking or concierge service now, I carried my bags down to the room, which overlooks the garden, a grove of palm trees, and the valley. I realized I fit in perfectly with the clientele here, carrying my plastic Walmart bags.
I have stories to tell and blogposts to write, but I'm too sleep deprived to say much, and typing on this iPhone is a challenge since I was officially born in the Baby Boomers generation.
So I'll continue to be a princess for now and write about it after I get home and get back to my laptop.
2 comments:
Ahhh, the resort looks lovely and relaxing and the pool refreshingly inviting. The Wal-mart bags in the photos are a nice touch. Hopefully you enjoy being a princess for a few days as we both know who the two REAL princesses are and who are eagerly awaiting your return!!! :-)
Kathleen, Dennis has been sending me pictures of my little princesses every day. Prepare to be attacked when I walk in the door!
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