We awoke late … ahhhh, the pleasure of “sleeping in”. It was about 7:30 AM by the time all three of us were awake. Without the morning routine, we all kind of shuffled and bumped around one another until I suggested that Papa Chip should take Chocolate Chip for a walk while Chipmunk and I got dressed. Then, it was just the two of us throwing elbows in one another’s way.
When Papa Chip returned, Chipmunk and I stepped out of the camper and were ready to go. We were eager to get going, in fact. In a few short hours, we’d check into what would likely be the nicest hotel we’ve ever stayed. We all piled into the cab and Evil Vengeful Rosie the GPS to the address of the Mount Washington Resort in New Hampshire. She promptly told us to drive NORTH … out of habit, I guess? Papa Chip shook his head and turned southward; when Evil Vengeful Rosie “re-calculated”, Papa Chip’s route choice shaved another 10 minutes off of our ETA. Oh, Rosie! You almost got us again!
We had plenty of time to make it to the resort by the 3 PM check in, giving us the time we needed for the “nurse the truck” plan. We planned on driving one and a half to two hours and then letting the truck rear “cool down”, take bathroom breaks, get coffee, etc. before resuming. During one of the breaks, we stopped at a McDonald’s to access their wifi and because Chipmunk was in the mood for French Fries.
The driving plan worked and we arrived at the Mount Washington Resort about 3 PM. It’s a beautiful place in the shadow of the White Mountains. I thought to myself, “Hmff. Pretty amazing that Chipmunk hiked all those mountains.” We pulled into the check in area, where Papa Chip promptly jumped out and asked, “Where’s the best place to park this … uh, beast?” The doorman chuckled and said, “You can drive that beast down to the RV/Bus parking area” and pointed towards a paved lot a short distance away. Chipmunk and I gathered our bags, jumped out and headed towards the front entrance, where the doorman held the door open for us.
We gave our names at the front desk and were told that Vasque Footwear had already paid for our room and that we were “pre-checked in”. (Thank you, thank you, Vasque Footwear!) We were given keys and directions to our room. We walked to the elevator and I saw something I hadn’t seen since I was a child: an elevator operator. He asked us which floor, we told him and he moved one lever to close the door and another larger lever to make the elevator move upward. It was pretty neat.
Although we packed our swimwear, we debated whether we really wanted to go swimming. We were so enjoying the room that we decided that we’d just relax and talk in the room until we got hungry enough for dinner. We watched through the tall windows as the sky turn beautiful shades of pink and orange before it quickly turned from day to night.
Chipmunk asked if she could do my hair and I told her she could. She blow-dried and then curled it, before putting it in an up “do” complete with Victory curls and bobby pins. It felt nice to have her brush, curl and whip my hair into shape. Once my hair was done, she did hers and emerged from the bathroom looking spectacular. You’d never know she that she’d just hiked so many miles!
We decided to check out the dinner options in the hotel and chose Stickney’s restaurant on the ground floor. The host told us she could seat us at 8:15 pm. With some time to kill, we wandered about the lower level of the hotel.
Further down the corridor, there was a gift shop. We all searched out the Christmas ornaments, eager to add another to our collection, that all represent where we’ve been and/or a special event in our lives. We found a pretty ornament depicting the resort and purchased it.
Feel free to check out tomorrow's update about Chipmunk's special gift to one of her biggest fans ...