Lisa and I were looking at our recent trip to Washington and Oregon as a kind of a test. Neither of us had traveled farther than San Jose (about an hour away) since my injury. It had been over a year since we had slept in a bed other than our own and this a record for both of us. I think we were itching for a change of scenery.
As I said it was a test but not the pass/fail kind. It was more of a learning opportunity. And, oh, boy, did we learn a lot! For instance, we learned that we chose the absolutely right bed for our bedroom. Hotel room beds taught us that. We learned about the special attention you receive when you go to the airport with an expired driver's license. (Thank you, TSA!) We learned that traveling will be very, very difficult for me until I can get through a day without needing to lie down. Most surprising, we learned just how fragile I can still be.
Still, the trip was a great success in other ways. We had a fun time at the Spring Flinger event and hanging out with our friends Sarah, Angela, Elisabeth, among many others. And we had a blast at the Olympic Club Hotel.
Why We Love the Olympic Club Hotel
It seems like every hotel in America has a similar design and objective: make each guest feel like they are the owner and first-ever user of the room. Everything must look perfect, new and unused. In a historic place like the Olympic Club Hotel the opposite philosophy is in play. The design seems to be saying, "Not only have others been here before you but this is what they looked like and here are some of their stories..."
As it stands today, the Olympic is a historic building in Centralia, Washington which houses a microbrewery, a tavern, a pool hall, a restaurant, a hotel, and a cinema.
All the walls in the rooms and corridors of the hotel are covered with beautifully painted portraits of former employees, gamblers, drinkers and guests and their written reminiscences. This was in our room...
Lisa and I were saying that we'd love to go back someday, but there are several other inns in this small chain between Seattle and Portland, so maybe we'll try some of the others first...
By the way, the startlingly beautiful magpie image in the previous post is an example of Lisa's rubberstamp carving. Can that girl wield a knife, or what?!