Snowy Branches

It’s been feeling very spring-like around here lately. The daffodils are already a few inches high, there are primulas blooming in my neglected old planter and the air has that smell of green possibility.

In spite of these signs of a freshening world, I’m going to leave all this potential behind, and on Sunday I’m heading up to Whistler for a couple of days of snowy adventure. I’ll be staying at the Nita Lake Lodge. It looks rather tastefully decadent; one of my favourite combinations in a hotel.

I know I said there would be no traveling, no press trips and that I was oh-so-grounded until my writing course was done. But seriously? Did you really think I would last this long?

Anyway. I’ve rationalized it many different ways, because apparently that’s what I do. I rationalize and justify and explain in the faint hope that I don’t look like too much of a flake. 

The reasons are thus: 

1) I need to have some travel stories published if I want to keep my TMAC credentials .

2) I’ll barely be gone a couple of days (Arriving Sunday. Departing Tuesday).

3) Whistler is almost in my back yard. No flights, no security, just drive and arrive.

See how easy it is to justify, and even quantify those very justifications, as to why it would be nice to stay in a chi-chi hotel and have a 75-minute spa treatment? Oh wait.

That’s number four…the uber spa treatment. Actually, that should be number one on the list.

Ever notice how Spa rhymes with Ahhhhhh……