We made it!

So Dave and I have made it to our beautiful hotel suite in Newport, RI.  I'm so glad that we decided to come tonight rather than battle the next wave of snow tomorrow morning.  The roads were basically empty and clear as we were lucky enough to travel during the lull in between the two storms.  It's amazing just how nice it is to get away even if it's only an hour and a half away from where you live.

I've already taken a very luxurious, relaxing bath in our huge jacuzzi tub.  It's got jets and everything!  While I was soaking in the tub I got to thinking about what life might be like if I was rich enough to travel to a different place every one or two weeks.  I would love to spend two weeks in a location with nothing to do than explore and take in all it's quirks and treasures.  Places like this suite are perfect for out of the suitcase living.   We've got a small kitchen when we can go to the local grocery store and still create "home-cooked" meals along with a washer and dryer to do our laundry.  Really, not much more is needed than a small suitcase; they supply the dishes, pots, pans, laundry detergent, everything.

For a week or two, you live in a home away from home.   I'm not one who requires specific things or decorations.  In fact, my apartment now and my dorm rooms in college all lacked the same thing: decorative personality.   Never one to splash my walls with posters or even paint, I love the clean, neutral tones of a hotel room.   Walking into a hotel room gives me a sense of ease and freedom like I could go anywhere or do anything.  What would it be like to visit twenty-six to fifty-two different places in a year?  What would I discover?  How much beauty and culture could I absorb?  I wish I could find out.

Sadly, I'm not rich and I never will be.  I'm okay with that but I sometime give myself those small occasions where I allow myself to dream as if money were no option.  Travel, exploring the world beyond the small towns of Massachusetts are always the first desire that comes to mind when that the thought of riches comes to mind.  I want to see what else is out there.  What other landscapes, climates, people, culture, ambiance exists?  Some would say I'm lucky because I have had the opportunity to see some places but like a child learning and falling in love with reading, I feel like I can't get enough.  There's always somewhere else, another genre of the world to indulge my wanderlust.

Maybe someday, I find a way to make it work.  I have friends who do it now with very little money.  For now though, I'll relish these small getaways.  Though I don't plan to venture too far out from our cozy suite, I'm excited to experience it fully and deeply.  It's nights like this when life feels perfect.