riting for me is a joy but it is also subject to dry spells and great flows. I
call it "the gamblers run" – sometimes good – sometimes I get the gamblers dry, as the thoughts don’t always come to me when they should. But driving home last night I had the gamblers run! So here I am today writing my column for this issue of The Voice of Innkeeping.
True Story: Early last spring the AIHP staff gathered at the Inn at Westwynd Farm in Hummelstown, PA, for a team retreat. I drove from Canada and had a great drive through the sights until I got to Hershey, Pennsylvania. The main bridge was being repaired and to get to my destination in Hummelstown I was going in circles as my GPS decided to be uncooperative or think outside the box as I call it. I was so frustrated; I was lost and tired, so I either call the inn or sit there and cry. I chose to the call and at the other end of the phone was this friendly voice when I explained my situation: “Oh dear, no problem" he said, and gave me directions. I asked if I could stay on the phone with him until I made my twists and turns and got on the right road, he said, ”Of course you can!”
I made my way through the countryside and, lo and behold, there was the sign and the entrance to the Inn at Westwynd Farm. I drove up the driveway and there he was – the owner Frank waiting for me on the porch.
There was such comfort knowing someone was waiting for me. He then came out to help me with my bags and things to take up to my room!
This is one of the many reasons I fell in love with bed and breakfast travel. It’s moments like these you never forget – ever!
From the desk of Editor
Mary Hughes
Mary Hughes
Editor-in-Chief,
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