Sunday, August 03, 2008
When you are an innkeeper and guests are continuously coming and going all summer, after a while there is the risk that the faces become a blur. I do my best to remember everybody, but sometimes do not succeed. Today was the PMC race. It passed up on Long Pond Road. I was too busy with breakfast to go and take photos. My Green Room guests did walk up, however, and reported bikers whizzing past. My other guests this week were from France. When I was cleaning up the room after they had left, I found an unusual note from the ten-year-old daughter, written on a heart-shaped balloon. The note said, "Merci beaucoup." She is one guest I will remember!
Posted by Alexandra Grabbe at 5:47 PM
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