
Greg reserved a suite for us at
The Davenport.
Valet service to park our vehicle; Isabelle was able to come along and created quite a stir walking through the Lobby. We checked in and went up to our Suite 1406 on the private 14th floor. Access via elevator with card key only.
Champagne & long stem roses in our room upon arrival.
Our room was quite expansive-500 square feet. We rested for a while, then changed to formal clothes for dinner at The Palm Court at 6:30 I ordered filet & lobster; Greg had crab cakes.
After dinner, we walked around the hotel observing all the vintage memorabilia; stopped for a quick drink in the "Peacock Room"; then retired to our room to change into jeans & walking shoes. Walked Isabelle to the city park about 8 blocks away all the while observing the city on foot when as we have not had a chance to do that from a vehicle. Returned to our room about 11:00 where Greg passed out with a fever from the rich food consumed that night. No hanky-panky for V-Day for me. Boo Hoo.
Upon our return from the walk to the park with the dog, our room had been cleaned and the bed turned down into a "heart" fold with the blankets. Rose petals were scattered on the bed creating a very attractive romantic atmosphere. There were mints and candy on the side table, along with a pot of fresh, hot coffee.
With my husband passed out on the bed...alternately moaning and groaning, I proceeded to fill the European spa tub and scattered the rose petals upon the water. Dousing the lights, I took my own "romantic spa bath"; I did, however, manage to give him cold compress clothes to relieve his illness.
The bed was VERY comfortable and we had a good night's rest. In the morning we had Starbucks lattes by the lobby fireplace in a comfortable setting while munching on bagels & muffins.
Shopped at the famous candy store then checked out.
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