One of the pleasures I look forward to while travelling is staying at a good hotel. I love the luxury and sumptuousness of the high thread count of the linens...the crisp, luxurious feel of good, quality cotton sheets and the plump pillows.
While the men have gone off for their "guys weekend" of hockey I opted to remain at home to have my own "weekend". They are not staying at a 5 star hotel, they are staying at a motel/hotel where I can safely wager the sheets are not anywhere close to Egyptian quality.
So rather than be wistful at missing out on the "potential" for the quality experience, I see no reason why I cannot create my own pampering...the remaking of my bed with my own crisp linens, to luxuriate with a glass of wine (or two), a good book, some candles and my own freshly made bed. True, the maid didn't do it for me, I'll have to do it myself. But I love the possibility that imagining how it will feel leaves me with. And I'll continue to dream about the possibility of the next time I stay in a luxurious setting with someone else to do it for me.
*image from eldridgetextiles.com
