My weekend was a little weird.
Friday I spent the day in Edmonton, Alberta, curled up with cocoa and my crew for our 30-hour layover. By Saturday I was back in Seattle, but only for the day. Sunday morning
When I was little, staying in a hotel was just about the best thing ever. I would enter the room slowly, taking in the strange smell of startched linens and carpet cleaner. I would insist on taking in