Okay, I took 1,348…. the term “a few” is clearly relative.
When I go on vacation it’s digitally preserved, each and every last detail. Because someday when I’m old, grey and drooling in the nursing home, I’ll look back on them fondly and remember the good times. ( Who am I kidding? I probably won’t remember where I put my teeth on any given day… but hey, a girl can dream!)
Of course right now… you get to be my bored neighbors, forced to sit through the vacation slideshow.
Grab the popcorn! (Or martini, you may need it. We’re talking every last detail.)
The Berkshires, in Western Massachusetts.
It took us about 5 1/2 hours to get there and the fall color was a total bust. Drab, tired and basically non existent. Disappointing for leaf peeping, but hey… Mother Nature is a fickle b*tch.
Although she did give us a rainbow as we neared our resort, so all was not lost.
(Note – I tend to take a lot of shots through the window while my husband is flying down the road at 85 mph. He doesn’t understand the importance of documenting our every move, so please forgive the quality of photos now and then.)
We stayed at one of our timeshare affiliates in the small town of Hancock called Vacation Village of the Berkshires. We’d never been there before, so we had our fingers crossed.
We were pleasantly surprised with the location, as it was off the beaten path and literally up the side of a mountain.
I mean the flippin’ driveway itself went on for miles.
( And yes, I’m aware the pics are facing down the mountain. Work with me…)
The lobby/ reception area was nice….
And there was a giant sheep staring me down from the garden.
What more could you ask?
I requested and got a top floor in a quiet building away from the crowds.
Last unit on the left before you descend the hill was just fine with us. Screaming children need not apply.
The condo itself was smaller than we’re used to.
And a trifle outdated style wise…
It was pretty basic, but the bed was comfortable…
The bathroom large…
(Every detail, remember? Be thankful I’m not discussing the ultra thin toilet paper.)
It had half a kitchen which I hate.
WTH? Are you supposed to eat half a breakfast?
But there was a fireplace and a balcony…
Though it was small and looked out over….
But it was there as advertised.
I did get a kick out of the advertisement that was on a bulletin board by the exit door …
Cash only, on call massage.
Hmmm… this could get interesting.
So after unpacking, which took me an hour and my husband 5 minutes… (that’s just wrong!) we headed out for dinner.
( See Martin.. I haven’t forgotten you.)
Pan seared scallops and shrimp with white wine mussels over parmesan risotto at a wonderful restaurant called Zucchinis.
Add a few caramel apple sangrias to wash it down with….
And now we’re talking vacation!