Thursday, November 8, 2018

310/365/Place

I’m back at the Hilton Garden Inn on Commercial Street in Portland, my home hotel. We can’t always stay here anymore—it’s gotten too expensive in season. Sometimes, like this time, I get a room with a view of the bay, and I can turn my chair away from the computer (like now), look over my shoulder, and there it is. We’ve been coming here more than a decade, and these rooms are a familiar part of my work, my life.

5 comments:

  1. You have a home hotel. I'm both jealous and strangely proud of you.

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  2. Oh I adore this. And you've given me ideas for some posts.

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  3. There are some parts of your life that I really covet.

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  4. You have a home hotel...with a view of a BAY.

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  5. A home hotel. Very nice. I have never been to Portland, ME.

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