World Class Hospitality

 Why going home for a little R&R is better than going to a resort:

Food and Drink:  My mother is an amazing cook.  The kitchen is always open.  The bar is always stocked.  I didn't drink when I was home though.  Interesting. 

Free Entertainment:  I got to play for hours with my nice and nephew.  This could also be filed under the "work out" section!  I am really sore from lifting those kids up!  You gotta have muscles to be a parent!  Also, my father smokes swisher sweets occasionally and I will never forget the confusion on his face as I was explaining to him what a "blunt" was.  He scrunched his face and said, "ya right".  And I said, "Really, Dad, you grew up in the 70's.  Really."  He might still scrunching his face as you read this . . . 

Awesome Cable:  My parents have 400 gazillion channels and about half of them are movie channels.  They also have 2 large flat screen television sets.  This time home I watched Clueless and remembered how much I actually like it.  I also watched this really cool movie called "The Darwin Awards".  It came out in 2006, starring Joeseph Fiennes and Winona Ryder.  I think this movie may be one of my new favorites.  I also watched "Pirate Radio" which was also good, but I probably wouldn't watch it again.  It made me a little sad . . .  non-corporate radio stations and the dj's on them are truly a dying art.

Beach Access:  My hometown is 45 minutes away from a beautiful reservoir.  We spent all day Sunday on the beach.  I splashed around with the kids, tanned, chatted, built sand castles, and relaxed under the shade tent. 

Comfortable Amenities:  I have the most comfortable bed in the house.  It's technically the guest bedroom (my parents moved after I graduated high school and moved out), so it's quiet and very lovely.  Plus, my parents have a water softener--this is key in my hometown because of hard water and zero humidity.  And it's a little luxury, especially for someone who has always rented. 

**Nostalgia**:  I grew up in NE Wyoming where there is a lot of sagebrush, the air is clean, and the stars go on for miles overhead.  I stepped outside Saturday night and I swear I could close my eyes and I was right back in High School, leaving my house to meet my friends for the evening.  I don't know if it was the sagebrush or what, but my hometown has a sweet summer air unlike anything I've ever experienced.   Western Montana smells lovely too with it's pine and high, crisp mountain air.  But that air Saturday night . . . well, it took me to another, simpler time in my life.  A hotel couldn't do that . . .

Wanna stay there with me sometime??

Peace & Love,
Nik