Mish' Scritches
*Scritch (verb) - To scratch an itch.
Friday, May 25, 2012
Busy, busy and we're only at the airport. . .
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Right?
My breathing was shallow… my skin hosting a slight sheen. I looked in the mirror, shook my head to bolster my confidence – I stared into my eyes, nodded slightly for reassurance and told myself, “You can do this.”
I turned the key in the ignition, looked at the side mirrors and adjusted my seat – on the left side of the vehicle. Yes, I drove on the streets of Toronto for the first time today. It was easier than I thought it would be, can I attribute it to all that trolley driving in the mall parking lots?
This might sound ridiculous but remember that saying “If it’s Tuesday it must be…”, well travelling to different countries with different customs and rules can do that to one.
I drove slowly, easily, without any ‘Tiger in the tank"’ and I definitely wasn’t behaving like the ‘King of the Road again” but it was liberating, even if I did hold my breath as I turned onto the wrong, I mean right side of the road. Mission was accomplished, without scrapes, bumps or lumps for Daisy (the car) or me.
Sunday, May 20, 2012
World-class delivery... Every time
Their attention to me had gone beyond the expected levels of service - it was personal. They had paid enough attention to know that I liked their grapefruit juice with breakfast, followed by coffee toward the end of breakfast that would just miraculously appear without me asking. They knew that with dinner I enjoyed tap water, without ice and it would be waiting for me when I sat down. They knew my name from the start, greeted me joyfully (no pretense) every time they saw me and made me feel very special. Every night someone had been into my room, turned the bed down, put on a lamp and placed a beautiful Ecuadorian rose on my pillow. It got better the second time around, they remembered all my little likes and dislikes and it felt like home. When you travel a lot, live out of suitcases and experience a whole lot of average, this type of experience is definitely repeatable, over and over. If ever you get the opportunity to get to Millcroft Inn, you will not regret a single moment.
Thank you to Clara, Jennifer, Sally, Zorica, Birgit, Melody, Kris, Amanda, Jolene, Enrico and Mike (in appearance order). Your team delivers a world-class service and I really appreciated every it of it.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
In the training room...
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