Weekends are never long enough, are they?
Once again, I encountered a beautiful vase of flowers waiting for me on my counter when I arrived home. This time they were orange sherbet colored roses that my mom bought for fifty cents. At home, we ate well (Primavera, Continental Bakery, Surin, Chez Lu Lu, Flip Burger, and as my mom says: “Chez Ott”), celebrated much (Easter!), walked (on scenic Red Mountain, winding around English Village, passing the glass house), read often (a novel, “Four Spirits” for class… about Birmingham), shopped a bit, and traveled to Oneonta. My dad gave my car a makeover and we went to the “Library in the Forest.”
Prepare thyself for the cutest child in the world playing jazz… my my my.
Until the end of this semester, I will fantasize about my upcoming trip to High Hamptons, one of my favorite places ever. And to make this Monday a decent one, I’m sipping a Chai latte and listening to Ray Charles! Thank you, TJ Hester for treatin’ me so nice and buying me drinks.
Lush white bedding. No air conditioning. Gorgeous flowers. Ping pong tables. Screened in doors and windows. Large fans. Afternoon tea. Dining room meals with other guests. Wooden walls. Wake up knocks instead of wake up calls.
Welcome to The High Hampton Inn. A step back in time, really. After 6:30 p.m., “Gentlemen are required to wear coat and tie,” and ladies are required to wear a dress, skirt, or something else that meets the “nice” requirements (jeans are, by no means, included in that category). What sounds like fancy fuss actually ends up being really a wonderful thing. Today, we have gotten so casuallllll with absolutely everything! Guests now value dinner as something special and out of the ordinary, and children feel as if they couldn’t look any better (and it by no means hinders them from playing around barefoot on the grounds immediately after dinner).
Also, with no cell service or Internet, one might at first almost have a panic attack from the lack of connection with the rest of the world, but soon after, all is well. What? Family? Board games? Bingo?? Who would have thought those things still existed!!! Seriously, after dinner all the guests head downstairs to watch the kids play a game all together, while the moms drink wine, the dads discuss basketball, and my mom and Grandmother read or write. I even wrote like twenty letters. Okay, not twenty, but a lot.
My third time here, this time around it is different. I experienced it as a child, and man was it magical. Running in and out with screened in doors slamming behind me, finding shelter behind bushes during hide and go seek, canoeing in the lake, hiking on the mountain…blah blah blah. I even met a kid and was pen pals with him for the rest of the year one of the times. But this time it is remarkable in a very different way. Conversation is the main form of entertainment, you gotta leave the windows open so you don’t roast at night, and the wait staff becomes your new best friend (Ricardo totally offers to bring us extra goodies at dinner and breakfast).
Southern charm and hospitality are provided here like nowhere else. It’s definitely not for everyone, but it really is something to be bragged about (yes, even from a girl who loves her phone, Internet, and a big city…trust me).
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Hello from the sea. I am currently on one of my very best and most relaxing holidays ever.
Photos taken of Whitney today at the beach house.
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I absolutely could not be any happier for it to be the weekend.
A sleepy Friday afternoon….. nap time….. magazine time at the bookstore (i went through a bajillion, from travel to wedding to food to fashion, to get ideas for a project)…. breakfast for dinner….. then Charade (an Audrey Hepburn movie I had never even heard of before) ….. $1 sundaes……
my kind of way to bring in a new weekend.
R E L A X , will ya?
[Photos taken in oneonta, alabama on my aunt and uncle’s screened in porch.]