I’m away from home this week and staying in a conference centre which is spoiling me beyond belief. The room is not elaborate but certainly very comfortable and clean. The food is outstanding. The staff are beyond accommodating and go out of their way to help. The final touch though is that wonderful treat beside the turned down bed. I could get used to this. (But not to worry, I won’t)
When I am off doing training I often get to stay in nice places. It is so wonderful to be pampered a little. Perhaps it is women more than men who really appreciate the being waited on part of being in a hotel. Often it is the women who do the “waiting on” but it is seldom done for us. I don’t have to vacuum or dust, wash dishes or prepare meals. I get to sit and do some of the things I enjoy even though it is working holiday. I work from 9 to 5 and then have to mark some work from the students in the course but I still have time to socialize in the little pub, lounge over a meal and engage in great conversations at the table. There is a little time left for my blog and some visiting on the internet. It is bliss.
Some of the best sleep I ever get is in a hotel. Fresh linen and luxury pillows add to that but I think a big part of it is I don’t have to think about the million things that need to be done in the morning. All I have to do is roll out of bed, turn on that little coffee pot, shower and get ready and relax until breakfast.
Yesterday I dropped my phone in water and this morning a staff member overheard me telling someone. She rushed over to me and asked if I need rice. Then she scurried me to the kitchen where the kind chef got me a huge bag of white rice. They didn’t have to do that but it made me feel good. Someone cared enough to go out of their way.
Tonight I watched from a hallway chair while one of the housekeeping staff went into rooms delivering the treat of the night and turning down the bed. Tonight it was a chocolate covered strawberry. Each night it has been something different…a trifle, pecans and cranberries, black berries and white chocolate chips. Always a surprise but always a true delicacy.
Friday i will have to pack my bag and head back to reality but for now I think I will lap up this feeling of being cared for.
Thanks to the Douglas Gordon Conference Centre in Kingston for looking after us this week.