Our degenerate group may have barely danced and survived the most uncomfortable speeches yet we managed filled our hearts full of inside jokes (btw do not mix up nepotism for necrophilia it will cause confusion, who cares latin is a dead language anyways) and our pockets full of trulys.Dale did not come back to send us back to our Sweet Suites (can't blame him) however, we did get a courtesy carriage ride from a cute Officer Machiavelli (well, some italian name) who kindly took us on a joyride (cuff free) and helped us land back at the inn where the magic all began.
I not only got a chocolate kiss on a meticulously folded towels, but pictures of America's #1 Star.i was elated! This was the catalyst to an eve that would make an diary cackle (or burp, i'm not sure?) after this discovery we were ready to set sail for our adventure in the middle of Salem, OH! The pictures gave me hope when no Uber would come but ol Dale with his chandelier and Rococo inspired auto (and free candy) finally swooped us and we were on our way to the reception. I took a swig of my drink and before my shorts were even completely unbuttoned.something caught my eye.i waddle over to find something mugging me from my dresser, no, both dressers.What in Sam Hill?! A picture of Nicholas Cage (Wicker Man) was placed on each dresser just as i had requested. Then to walk into my impeccably clean room and drop my bag onto the ground and release an exhale after the three hour drive welcoming this comfort before having to don a dress and heels.and after immediately cracking open my first white claw of the day I take a gander around the room to find a place to charge my phone and turn on some King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard to ”pump” up for an eve of wedding festivities flying solo as my partner could not go.
4.38km from Thermae Retreat Boardman The ambiance was incredible.being greeted with the wafting sweet smells of chocolate chip cookies and refreshing drinks while we (barely) waited to check in was a pleasant start.