I'm very happy with my room I've booked through Priceline and I'm glad
I'll be staying here for a few days. I always gratified with central
heat from duct work, rather than a noisy unit by the window. This is
as delightful as a Courtyard by Marriott room, but I bid exactly what
Expedia gave as the bottom of the market rate at a bare bones hotels.
Admittedly, I only saved 25% percent of the Orbitz Rate for this very
hotel. Usually it is 33% percent or more in large Metropolitan areas
with convention capability. Compared to summer rates in Traverse City,
I'm sitting in a room I couldn't touch for under a hundred. Still, I'm
still a short drive from Shorts of Bellaire, Michigan. The State
Theater is still screening and Horizon Books still has picture windows
that open to the morning sun from the East. The windows offer the best
people watching in Northern Michigan. Most of the wineries should be
open at noon tomorrow and visited by those of us who love wine country
before bud break. The vineyards are beautiful slumbering under snow
and ice and some vines might still hang with grapes for ice wine I'll
have to check on that fact. I can easily drive to Leland and the
restaurants are unhurried, visited by locals and staffed by those who
have made a commitment to being a local. Yes, the casino called Turtle
Creek still offers games of chance and dining choices from buffet to
gourmet and, again, people watching. I'll be honest, in summertime, I have often vagabonded and not gone to
bed and greeted the dawn by grabbing breakfast in a local spot. Then
snoozed on a beach and grabbed a beach shower. The nights are so short
then that falling asleep after 2 AM closing time seem superfluous, a
loss of momentum. Early summer of 2010, I drank coffee on a bench in
downtown Elk Rapids as the high school athletes helped artists set up
their booths. I remember how dawn arose with all the colors of a fruit
orchard planted to peaches and cherries, but the metaphor fails so
badly, you must drive and see this June sunrise for yourself next
year. I've done this since college with friends from my house. OK,
friends enjoyed really sweet family compounds up here too. Sleders in
an old town section of Traverse City never changes. I hear there's a
regional bus that will take me all the way up to Northport, but I'll
drive so I can complete my list of Leelanau Peninsula wineries. Time
to sleep since I got a room already.
I'll be staying here for a few days. I always gratified with central
heat from duct work, rather than a noisy unit by the window. This is
as delightful as a Courtyard by Marriott room, but I bid exactly what
Expedia gave as the bottom of the market rate at a bare bones hotels.
Admittedly, I only saved 25% percent of the Orbitz Rate for this very
hotel. Usually it is 33% percent or more in large Metropolitan areas
with convention capability. Compared to summer rates in Traverse City,
I'm sitting in a room I couldn't touch for under a hundred. Still, I'm
still a short drive from Shorts of Bellaire, Michigan. The State
Theater is still screening and Horizon Books still has picture windows
that open to the morning sun from the East. The windows offer the best
people watching in Northern Michigan. Most of the wineries should be
open at noon tomorrow and visited by those of us who love wine country
before bud break. The vineyards are beautiful slumbering under snow
and ice and some vines might still hang with grapes for ice wine I'll
have to check on that fact. I can easily drive to Leland and the
restaurants are unhurried, visited by locals and staffed by those who
have made a commitment to being a local. Yes, the casino called Turtle
Creek still offers games of chance and dining choices from buffet to
gourmet and, again, people watching. I'll be honest, in summertime, I have often vagabonded and not gone to
bed and greeted the dawn by grabbing breakfast in a local spot. Then
snoozed on a beach and grabbed a beach shower. The nights are so short
then that falling asleep after 2 AM closing time seem superfluous, a
loss of momentum. Early summer of 2010, I drank coffee on a bench in
downtown Elk Rapids as the high school athletes helped artists set up
their booths. I remember how dawn arose with all the colors of a fruit
orchard planted to peaches and cherries, but the metaphor fails so
badly, you must drive and see this June sunrise for yourself next
year. I've done this since college with friends from my house. OK,
friends enjoyed really sweet family compounds up here too. Sleders in
an old town section of Traverse City never changes. I hear there's a
regional bus that will take me all the way up to Northport, but I'll
drive so I can complete my list of Leelanau Peninsula wineries. Time
to sleep since I got a room already.
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