X is for Xenodocheionology

Good word, huh? I admit I had to search through a list of “x” words to find something to write about. I never heard this word before but I like what it mean: A love of hotels or inns. I definitely have this. There is nothing like a fancy hotel or a quaint little inn to get my heart racing.

We stayed in motels when I was a kid. After all I live an hour from the Jersey shore-motel capital of the world, but my first real experience with true xenodocheionology (pretty sure I’m using that word incorrectly) was in 1982 at the age of 19 and it was all thanks to my first serious boyfriend and his well-to-do family.

His name was Steve and his dad owned a couple of car dealerships in Philadelphia. We had only been dating for a few months when his parents invited me to vacation with them in New Orleans. Steve’s uncle worked as the purser on a river boat down there and the plan was to stay in the city for a few days and then sail down the Mississippi on the uncle’s paddle boat cruise. I thought about for about a half a second before screaming “HECK YEAH!”

The hotel we stayed in was right on Bourbon Street. I can’t, for the life of me, remember it’s name and I’m not if it was damaged by hurricane Katrina years later, but at the time it was the most elegant place I have ever been. The lobby was floor to ceiling marble with a row of fountains along the center. To the right was an open courtyard that was attached to the hotel’s gourmet restaurant.

Our suite (yes, suite) was on the third floor. It had a seating area with a bar and French doors that led out to the in-ground pool….a POOl on the third floor!?!  Steve’s sister Lori and I shared one of the three bedrooms. The furniture was French provincial and the twin beds had canopies!

The rest of the vacation was amazing too but that hotel was my favorite part. Steve’s favorite part was the fact that it was perfectly legal to walk along Bourbon Street drinking a beer. I guess his priorities were a little different than mine.

I would love to hear about some of your favorite hotels or inns!

A is for Art

Okay, so here goes my first post for the A to Z Challenge…..

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To celebrate the first day of our Easter break  girl child and I decided to take a road trip with my sister and my wonderful mother-in-law  to the Brandywine River Museum  in Chadds Ford Pa. This was my first trip there but I have always loved the work of Andrew and Jamie Wyeth.  There is also a gallery dedicated to Andrew’s father N.C. Wyeth who illustrated countless books including the original version of Treasure Island as well as other artist from the Pennsylvania area.  It’s an amazing collection and I highly recommend it.

It is always inspiring  to see such beautiful artwork.  I needed a jump start  in order to start working on my own art again.  I have been drawing and painting since I was a little girl but it’s hard to find (or rather make) the time to really be creative.