G.L.A.M.O.R.O.U.S

Rosewood Hotel Georgia - I'm pretty sure this hotel was built for me. I love every aspect, every attention to detail. Even in a "standard" room, it's clear you are in a 5 star hotel. I feel like royalty every time. In fact, royalty HAVE stayed here in the past - both British and American (Elvis).

I'm in love with the hotel's old Hollywood glamour. Around any corner, you could run into someone rich and famous. Granted, so far I've only seen Pamela Martin in my three stays here, but hey....local celebrities count, don't they? I feel like Brad and George could easily be catching up over cocktails in the lounge, aptly named for when the hotel was built, 1927.

{ *Update alert* - we saw Ronnie and Jodi from The Real Housewives of Vancouver in the lobby. They were here filming and attending a party that was being held in the ballroom. Much excitement over the plastic ladies sightings, despite not really being celebrities I'd even walk to talk to. Pretty sure Ronnie gave me a pretty serious once over.}

I flew in via Harbour Air on Wednesday, and got to be the co-pilot. This is lovely because you get the BEST views, and the leg room is nothing to shake a fist at.

Also awesome: Sweet headgear. 

Flying from Victoria to Vancouver on a float plane is THE way to travel to and from the mainland. It's so much faster than the ferry, and you don't have to deal with any of the hassle. It could not be easier.

{Although.....on the way home on Friday, it was a slightly different experience. I was able to sit up front again, this time with a rather studly pilot named Chris. He was super chatty, unlike the last guy. We talked and he pointed things out, and if I was a single gal, I would have thought this was an excellent opportunity to make myself look extremely datable. But then we hit turbulence and I got overheated, nauseated, and all but clammed up as I attempted not to vomit. Focus on the horizon line......don't look down........one word answers only.....*green*. Coincidentally, this was also the last flight of the day because it was too rough. Gravol, you failed me.}

I met up with four of my coworkers to do store tours on the first morning, which was fun. It was nice to get out, be in not only my account, but others. It was nice to show the easterners around our little corner of BC and show them what we've got in terms of differentiation in the grocery business.

On the afternoon of day 1, everyone else was in a meeting I didn't have to attend, so I was going to take a bath in the ridiculously amazing bathtub this hotel boasts, but I decided to be responsible and do some work. Which lead to this train of thought....WHY DON'T I LIVE IN THIS HOTEL?

Riddle me that. The bathrooms are half the size of my entire condo. I could have parties in the shower.
Even the meeting rooms are so well appointed, you could envision having your wedding in them.

Also, the food here is unreal. I had an amazing short rib sandwich on gluten free bread for lunch one day, with a delicious side salad...washed down by a divine martini. It's been a long time since I've done a liquid lunch, but hey, when someone else is footing the bill, it's hard to say no. And it was only one, mother. I promise.

1927, the bar at Rosewood. Try the 21st Century and the Hotel Georgia cocktails. 

Over the next couple of days, I had an incredible time reconnecting with my awesome coworkers, getting jazzed about innovation, and having some fun. Fun is something we excel at when we're all together.We rolled in a 300 k Bentley, had a couple of AMAZING meals out, enjoyed drinks at Hawksworth, The Diamond, and the lounge here in the hotel.....and did some crossfit (but that's a whole other post).

To celebrate 2012, we ate dinner at Chambar, where I had an incredible martini - The Blue Fig, which is made from oven roasted fig infused gin, with a side of Stilton cheese. I followed this up with an appetizer of Lapin cannelloni (mmmm rabbit), moules et frites, and chocolate pate (washed down with champagne). UNREAL.

At the end of each night, it was glorious to climb into the king sized bed, which was impossibly soft and yet not too soft. I never wanted to leave that bed. Literally, it was the hardest thing in the world to move my post crossfit sore muscles out of that bed. In fact, 45 hours post cross fit, I am still walking like an 87 year old arthritic woman.

I cannot say enough about the Rosewood Hotel. I am lucky enough to stay there on someone else's dollar, because glamour doesn't come cheap. Compared to the Rosewood, The Sutton Place looks like a Holiday Inn. *shudder*

Being glamorous is wonderful, but there is nothing like coming home and sleeping in your own bed. Despite finally succumbing to that cold that I have been trying to avoid since December, last night in my own bed was the best sleep I have had since Monday night. I missed my husband, my dog, and my flat shoes.

But I will continue to miss this bathroom.

Until next time, my friend.