Had a very lovely weekend with zorac. We stayed at a hotel we'd stayed at once before - it's all-suites with a fridge and microwave which gives more options (not to mention the bedroom being further away from the hallways means less noise). Plus Mark likes the place because they give you warm chocolate chip cookies at check in - certainly a bonus.
On Saturday we lazed around in the morning, then headed out to have tea in the afternoon. I found this place that is actually a French creperie but they also do an afternoon English tea by reservation only, and since Mark loves French food I thought this would be a nice combination. We were seated in armchairs with fancy china and had 4 courses and two different teas. We had a lavender mandarin herbal tea first and started with soup, then tea sandwiches of all sorts. Then we had French vanilla tea and what had to have been the world's tiniest scones (I swear, they were slightly bigger than a quarter and we were given two each) with Devonshire cream (clotted cream is indeed better) and lemon curd. For the dessert course we could choose whatever we wanted and we both had bananas Foster crepes (bananas foster is bananas with a brown sugar sauce). It was very nummy and we returned to the hotel and cuddled for a while as we were too full to contemplate movement of any sort.
A few hours later we were feeling up to doing something so we decided that 7 pm would be a smart time to go down to the pool - surely most people would be at dinner. The joke was on us because the pool was FULL, mostly full of children with what appeared to be far too few adults. Well, we were already down there so we decided to spend some time in the warm-not-hot tub. We spent the next hour and a half being splashed, poked and prodded by small children whose parents were nowhere to be seen. We decided that yes, kids will be kids, but kids without parents disciplining them will run rampant. The pool eventually cleared out enough that we went in and were immediately frozen after being in the warm tub for so long, but we still had fun as Mark likes to pick me up and spin me around in the pool until I get dizzy and laugh like a loon. Not that I don't laugh like a loon the majority of the time when with Mark, but still. Then we headed back upstairs and had a late dinner while watching Saturday Night Live.
Sunday we decided to use the Lush Soft Coeur massage bar Mark had gotten. This apparently smells like their Honey I Washed the Kids soap which I have requested on a future trip because my goodness this thing smelled SO GOOD. Anyway, Mark gave me a lovely massage first (advice to anyone who uses it - the chocolate bit at the center is completely useless, we just threw it away) and then I started on his. I got up at one point to walk around the bed, took 2 steps and ended up flat on my face. Apparently the hotel carpet was a tad more slippery than expected and that combined with my oiled feet produced me falling. With my incredible talent I managed to land mostly on my bad right knee, which is still a bit swollen and sore. Wah, am such a t00b. After a while we checked out and went to have lunch - burgers and shakes as Mark loves to have those here. Then we headed to the video store to rent movies and were thwarted in our efforts to see Aladdin - they had one copy and it was checked out. Instead we rented Mona Lisa Smile and Down with Love, both of which were quite enjoyable. And then it was time to go back to the airport. It was sad to say goodbye, but no crying this time - I was more able to just be happy, if that makes any sense. But that doesn't mean I'm not looking forward to next time...