Tis the Season,  travel

Banished to Ferndale

Like idiots, we went and wore out our welcome at the relative’s. It’s an easy thing to do when you have a baby who gets up at five in the morning, a husband who sleeps until noon and a me who thinks she’s losing her mind because she can never find anything in her many many suitcases. Thankfully, the relatives are cool about it and there are no hard feelings at all. We were super worried about wearing out our welcome since we tend to take looooong vacations and they have regular lives to get on with. We asked them to kick us out before we smelled like old fish. Too bad we don’t have enough sense in our heads to kick ourselves out but you know how it goes… It’s so cozy to stay at relatives where you don’t have to cook your own food and the the coffee pot is always on.

So we packed up our many many suitcases and baby gear and headed to our favorite hotel in Ferndale. (The next best thing to mooching off relatives.) I love staying at the Victorian Inn. They have wifi here: major bonus points in my book. Plus, the rooms are really big so you almost feel like you’re in your own little house. There’s a huge room where the bed is, a nook with windows all around for a table and an instanta-office, a bathroom so big there’s a dresser and a trundle bed in it and there’s a game room down the hall for socializing with the other guests and eating free breakfast.

Then when you get tired of hanging out in your gigantic room, there’s the cutest little main street to wander down. I’ve written about it before but I guess those posts are lost with the missing archives. Anyhow… speaking of wandering, the baby is tired of playing with her toys on the floor so that means I need to pack her up and take her for a walk and maybe do some shopping while we wander…

More pictures for Baby Bug’s down south Grandma who’s missing her… also some more of the painting of the mother and baby that you can see behind Baby Bug’s head. I like this room we’re staying in because it’s pink and it has that picture.

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