After dropping the boys off, we got on the road to head to Lincoln City for our weekend away. We had been looking forward to having a relaxing weekend to ourselves for almost six weeks and it was going to be amazing to celebrate 7 years of marriage.
We hadn't stayed with this particular hotel before and we had chosen one of their beach houses (Nantucket Inn) that had been converted into five individual condo-like rooms. We were very excited to stay in the "romantic penthouse" and when we arrived, we found this waiting for us.
Rose petals on our bed!
An amazing two person jacuzzi.
And a fabulous view with just a few steps down to the beach.
The weather was supposed to be awful the entire weekend, but after being sick all week, we were perfectly content to storm watch while curled up in bed in front of the fireplace. That evening, we had the very last reservation of the night at the Blackfish Cafe for our anniversary dinner. They set us up in a somewhat secluded corner and we had a beautiful, quiet meal. Unfortunately my appetite had not yet fully returned after the flu, so I was unable to really enjoy my delicious dinner and managed to eat just half of it. But we both agreed that we enjoyed the experience thoroughly and plan to go back, hopefully with a very willing appetite!
After settling in for the evening, we listened to a huge storm rage the entire night, which made sleeping a little difficult but the sound of the rain was still very relaxing. The next morning, there was a surprise break in the weather.
After a walk on the beach, we decided to explore a bit for the afternoon while the weather was calm. My research during the week had shown that there was a cemetery in town with an amazing view. Before you think that we were being morbid by wandering around the cemetery for fun, it was actually a common thing for us to do when we lived in Philadelphia. Of course, the cemeteries there are gorgeously ornate and crazy old and full of historical people like Ben Franklin.
As we wandered, we discovered some storm damage from the night before.
The dates in the cemetery in Lincoln City aren't super old, but it's always interesting to find the oldest one. The graves that really stood out to me though were for one family. There were the graves for the parents, and then three others. One for their 6 month old daughter, who passed in 1928. Another for their 8 year old son, who passed the following year. And then another for their baby boy (no age), who passed the same year as the 8 year old. They lost all three children within two years. The father passed in 1969 and there was no date of passing for the mother, but her birth date was listed as 1902. A quick internet search revealed that she passed in 2001. It's the finds like this that make you wonder what the story is. Why they would lose all three of their children like that so close together.
Despite the slightly depressing yet interesting find, the view was breath taking.
After the cemetery, we went to Depoe Bay to wander around. We poked around in a rare book store, but after deciding that we could not spend $400 on a very old copy of one of Shakespeare's plays, we moved on to finding pirate stuff for the boys. The weather was starting to go downhill again and as soon as John and I left a store to go back to our car, the downpour began. We got from the store to our car within 30 seconds and we still ended up looking like this:
You can see the mass of raindrops pouring down our faces if you enlarge the photo.
While we were literally soaked completely through all of our clothes, we decided to go for an early dinner at Rogue Brewery. I yet again couldn't finish my dinner, although I was doing much better in terms of what I could eat. We still had a great time and Rogue is a fun place to eat, especially since you get to walk through the beer production facilities to get the the restaurant. It's pretty amazing.
We made it back to our hotel before the next storm front pounced down upon Lincoln City. We spent the entire evening curled up in bed in front of the fire, listening to the rain, and watching TV. So relaxing.
We had a great weekend and it was fun to really not do much of anything, but we enjoyed our little afternoon adventure. Here's to year 8 of being married to a great guy!