I’ve written before about how when I was 18, my family and I took a road trip from the east coast over to Banff, Canada.
On one day of our trip, we took a hike at Lake Louise. It was July, but at the top of the hike up the mountain, it was so cold that there were snow flurries. It was a seriously strange experience.
At any rate, I was dressed like this, which is important to the story:
There’s a beautiful hotel right by Lake Louise, and this being pre-pandemic times, we were able to walk right into the lobby and look around.
I don’t remember exactly what the lobby looked like, but I do remember that it seemed very elegant to me, and I also remember that a lady in a beautiful ball-gown-like dress was playing her harp in the hall.
Dressed in my smoke-scented hiking/camping clothing, I felt seriously out of place. A building where someone is hired to play the harp as background music is not the type of place you feel comfortable wearing hiking boots.
I think Mr. FG would enjoy visiting Banff, and I feel quite sure that he would prefer not to camp his way through the sightseeing there.
So, maybe one day I will go back and splurge on a night at the Lake Louise Fairmont, but this time I will be dressed appropriately.
And I will smell better too. 😉