I've abandoned my fella again and am at the lovely Lake Quinault Lodge on the Olympic Penninsula with my gal pals. It was quite the drive to get here, but it is totally worth it.
A storm is coming in so it is windy and wet. Fabulous winter(ish) weather. The rain held off enough for a hike this morning.
The lodge, built in 1890, is charming and cozy. The one restataunt has very good food. That is fantastic because near as I can tell the closest food is about 40 miles away in run down Aberdeen.
This place falls solidly on the list of places to come back and enjoy with whatshisface.
My book is calling me. Later!