So when your Beau asks, ” do you wanna go to Traverse City next weekend?” Some of you may be jumping for joy. I was kinda in unfamiliar territory – I’m the planner and I didn’t have a hand in this at all. I had never ventured into the northernmost parts of Michigan. This was going to be an adventure and I was willing to take it with him. My hair was done, a bag was packed and we were on our way to a place we’d never been before.
A four-hour road trip was ahead of us, that may seem scary to some but I was ok with it. I even went as far as to not bring a book with me to stay engaged. As always, we talked and listened to music. I was in more amazement of the scenery – I love nature. The ride was so peaceful and for some odd reason unknown, he really knows how to pick the right music for any mood. We were cruising down the road and he pointed over yonder to the right of me and said, “that’s where we’re staying.” So far so good. It was the Grand Traverse Resort and Spa, very nice.
We walked in and I was pleasantly surprised by what I saw. The room was magnificent and the view was breathtaking. I placed that bottle of champagne that had been weighing my purse down on the table and took in everything. This man had done a good job. There was a small wrapped package that brought me great pause. ‘What was it?’ Oh, just chocolate covered strawberries to welcome me to my Mother’s Day weekend getaway. I totally forgot it was Mother’s Day weekend. My kid was so old and breathing down the neck of adulthood this event has just slid by me year after year. Another point for this man!
We got out of this beautiful place to eat and see more of the local area. I was lightweight overwhelmed with the whole thing. I didn’t want to spend the weekend taking pictures of different things and places. I really wanted to focus on the time we were having together. It was beautiful and just like that we were on our way back to our regularly scheduled programs. A million ideas went running through my mind over those four days and I had missed the main one. He just wanted to do something nice for me for Mother’s Day. Needless to say, I saw a different side of him that weekend.
I was surprised by how much I like it. We’re polar opposites when it comes to travel (he’s a lake and I’m an ocean, literally) but I’m sure this won’t be the last time I get to “Cherryland.” There’s a little place within me that’s designated this as “our place.” We’ve even considered some alternative destinations on future travel. I’d love to be there during the warmer months to do a little star gazing. The next time he’s ready to go I won’t have any trepidation. Moreover, he’s proven himself to be trustworthy when making travel arrangements that include me. 🙂