The boy-child and I have been on a little road trip to visit my father.
I had intended to keep up with the blogging world while away. But truly, we were having too much fun exploring.
So apologies for my slowness in engaging with your posts and responding to comments. It’s gone on my “to-do” list.
En route to visit my dad, I took a detour up Mt. Ruapehu, the North Island’s tallest mountain. It looked like a great day for skiing, but I was content to just crunch around in the snow for a little while.
It’s only been two weeks since my little road trip to see my dad, but already memories are fading.
Living further north – and on the coast – I am always exhilarated by the mountains, especially the spare and rugged plant life. I loved the gorgeous lichens and heathers I found.
But perhaps the best “close-up” was the Chateau itself. Built in 1929, this hotel is a New Zealand landmark (I hate using the word “icon” – but it is). It was designed by New Zealand architect Herbert Hall, but modeled on the resort hotel at Lake Louise in Canada. From the 1930s until 1990, the Chateau was owned by the New Zealand government through the Tourist Hotel Corporation, which ran a number of hotels around the country. Since privatization, a new wing of 40 rooms has been added.
I’ve only stayed at the Chateau once; several months into my first job out of university I was sent to a conference there. Young, gauche and slightly out of my depth, I nevertheless had a wonderful time – feeling very grown up and sophisticated.
It was a lovely few days away. Too much rain at first, but two days of big skies and sunshine on the mountains. A visit to my dad and lots of time to reflect and relax.
Six word Saturday is a blogging prompt from Cate at Show my Face. Here are some other blogger’s Saturday’s that I’ve enjoyed: