So since you faithfully read my blog you should already know that Mr. S and I celebrated our 1st wedding anniversary just over 2 weeks ago. But what you don’t know is how we celebrated. So I’m about to fill you in…We left the family reunion (see below) on Saturday and instead of driving home like everyone else we decided to spend an extra night in Colorado to celebrate our wedding anniversary. Loving to visit new places I discovered a quaint little town called Glenwood Springs. They brag about having the largest hot springs pool in the country, and maybe even the world, so I thought that sounded like a fun place to go. After doing some research I found a great hotel, that accepts pets, and booked us a king bed suite complete with whirlpool and fireplace. Didn’t think we would need the fireplace for warmth but it might add to the mood. Wink, wink! When we went to check in the inappropriately dressed, not-so-customer-friendly lady at the desk informed us that the room type we were booked for did NOT accept pets. The conversation went something like this:
“You are booked for a king bed suite but we don’t allow pets in those rooms.” (This was said with a bit of disgust while she eyed Kingston.)
“Oh, when I booked the room online there was no mention that only certain rooms allowed pets.”
“We only accept pets in our ground floor rooms and we are all out of those.”
“Since I have a reservation and that was not clear could you put us somewhere else?”
“We have other rooms available but they don’t accept pets. I can put you in one of those but the dog is not allowed.”
“What do you expect me to do with my dog?” (“Imbecile,” this part was silent but I thought it)
At this point her manager who had a little bit more sense than she did informed her that there was an available room we could use, with Kingston. We made sure he peed on the carpet. Just once.
Once we had the room situation figured out Mr. S and I headed out to dinner. We found a delicious little Mexican restaurant that came highly recommended from Twitter peeps and enjoyed a great meal. After dinner we went back to the hotel to let Kingston out and then changed into our bathing suits and went to spend some time at the hot springs. On our way into town we had noticed a sign pointing the way to Doc Holladay’s grave. Part of the fun when visiting new places is discovering small, random points of interest so on our way out of town the next morning we decided to stop. It ended up being a 1/2 mile hike to the cemetery and once we found his grave we were a bit disappointed to find out the grave is just a marker and no one is sure exactly where is body is. Too funny. But that hasn’t stopped people from adorning his tombstone with fake mustaches, poker chips and mini bottles.
When we got home we exchanged gifts with each other. I have always thought it would be fun to follow the traditional anniversary gifts, which meant this year’s gift had to do with paper. Mr. S bought me “The Grimmerie,” which for those who don’t know is a fantastic book all about the musical, Wicked. I’ve been coveting wanting it for some time. In return I bought Mr. S a great travel book on the Tour de France. Our first year has been full of many fun times and I look forward to many, many more.