Vacation in Harbor Springs

We just got back to our motel after watching a mid-week matinee of the movie Disclosure Day at the Harbor Springs Lyric Theater. It felt fun to be the youngest people at the theater, though the ticket seller/concession woman asked us if we wanted adult OR senior tickets, so maybe we don't look as young and vivacious as I may have felt.

We went to the movie--while on vacation--because the weather forecast called for lousy weather, so I felt vindicated with our decision when we stepped out of the theater at 7 PM to see it slate grey and pouring.

As for our motel, the OTIS. I can't decide if referring to it as merely a "motel" is selling it short. It's arranged like a motel in that it's all on one level and the doors of the units open to the outside. However, it has a stylishly decorated common area with a bar, restaurant, cafe offering various espresso drinks, and mid-century modern decor. Jenna Bush-Hager stayed here on a book tour, so that has to lend it some chic bona fides...right? So I suppose it's more accurate to call the OTIS an upscale motel.

The only negative of this place thus far is that the walls are thin, so we can hear some of the conversations of the people behind us. Tuesday night, the couple in the other room were having a conversation not too far removed from Richard Burton and Liz Taylor in Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?. Thankfully, it toned down eventually and no authorities were summoned.


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