As we were waiting in line to check in we kept hearing the front desk people ask guests that question. I whispered to Bachelor #4, “When they ask us that, I’m going to say ROMANCE.” And I did. Because it made him laugh and I love to make him laugh.
The hospitality clerk was amused and laughed along with us. She joked in a conspiratory tone that it was too bad it was not Valentine’s Day weekend as apparently you can walk through the halls and hear the babies being made. “We’re known for baby making here.” Cough! We’re not in hot pursuit of that particular outcome thankyouverymuch.
A few minutes after we had arrived in our (gorgeous!) room, the phone rang. It was the front desk girl checking to make sure we’d made it there and that it was too our liking. “Someone wants to menage a trois with us,” I said giggling.
There was a gigantic fluffy bed, a fire place, a bottle of sparkling white wine, and a tub fit for two. We got dolled up and shared an intimate late dinner in The Dining Room. We ate breakfast in bed in our robes. We sucked the marrow out of every decadent minute and it was bliss.
The falls were pretty spectacular too.
Perfect getaway weekend.
Though they should sell a shirt that says, “I went to Salish Lodge and came home with a boyfriend.”
*As defined by Bridget Jones, a mini-break is a romantic weekend holiday. Could it be that I have found my Mr. Darcy?