girlfriend getaway

I flew into the lobby from a full day of getting better acquainted with my van, to be told that the clairvoyant was going to be starting promptly in 5 minutes. I love that stuff. Matt, my pal at the front desk, offered to take my luggage to my room so I would not miss any of the reading.

Within moments I was eyes closed, neck like marionette with loose strings and in a fully relaxed state working myself down a ‘garden path to a waterfall’ in a room full of 7 women I had never met before.

I love out of the  box anything.

Kelly Benoit, clairvoyant, read our cards and told us who we were for the next hour. It was very revealing.

I am a tiger, apparently. ROAR.

I was so extremely relaxed by the end but tired too- so I ordered a glass of wine, went back to my room and got into my PJs. Because I am not much of a TV watcher, I came up with my own entertainment. Read more about my vivid imagination here.

The staff brought me earplugs due to the ‘nature’ of things and I went to bed.

I can’t tell you how excited I was to know I was going to get up the next day and be led around from activity to activity with no chores or to dos or any decisions whatsoever. It is a wonderful feeling.

A healthy breakfast was served from 7:30-8:30 with an hour long yoga class afterwards.

From 11-1 we had a cooking class followed by lunch with award winning chef Dylan.

I took a little beautiful nap (wine at lunch) and then went to the spa where the nicest people on the face of the earth argued over my age (big tips followed) as they massaged me, scrubbed my skin with a brush and rubbed oils all over to me until I was slippery, soft and well lets face it, looking not a day over 30.

I dressed for dinner and headed down to the Silks Dining Room.

Our table of 8 got along famously. I ate a delicious meal of swordfish and creme brulee .

The next morning I woke up and went for a  run along the cross country trails with the sun coming through the trees, went to breakfast, read the NY Times, showered and slowly faced the reality of going home.

 I did not do any dishes. I did not sweep. I did not make my bed. I did not drive,I did not cook, I did not plan or think or work or do. The service was amazing. They truly aimed to spoil.

I just had a beautiful and different weekend.

It was indeed a getaway.