Drenched is how to describe the lot of us as we trapsed into one of the most decadent resort boutique former summer home of the rich and famous built in the 1890's - Dalvay Inn. Absolutely stunning. It is on the north (I think) coast of PEI. A bit of social faux pas as to how we all entered this bit of a blue blood establishment, dripping wet. The staff was pretty tolerant and lent us a little beach towel to get some of the moisture and grit from our face and legs in the ladies washroom. -- 2 staller... With our luggage... Another opportunity for exercise. 😝. We rode hard and fast which was a good and bad thing... We were able to get out of the weather but got here 3 hours before we could get into our rooms... No worries, there was the room across from the foyer was the pub... Yeah!!
My room is second floor, bay window on the left. Really really really cool room!
View of the day .... A dry view of the day.... Writing this blog and sipping on some yummy honey jack. What is not to like!!
Two more days of biking. Hope there are hills and wind.... Maybe our clothes will be dry by the end of the week...
Cheers!! 🍻
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