It started out a little rough since we were both coming from work and had to catch a 6:15 pm train in order to get to Boscobel in time to see the lights before 9:00 pm. Every single time we have gone to Boscobel we have ended up running to catch our train, and let me tell you, Grand Central on a Friday night at rush hour is insane. Anyways, we made it with time to spare, sweat and all.
Dan called the local taxi service to pick us up at the MetroNorth station and to take us the less than 10 minute drive to Boscobel. Our cab driver was a character and a half and charged an exorbitant fee of $15. But we made it in time to see the lights and we really had no other transportation options.
Our first stop was Santa's Sparkle Garden where, much to my surprise, Santa and Mrs. Claus required us to sit on their laps!! I knew they would be there but I guess I hadn't thought about anything more than snapping a picture from a distance. It was sooooo cute, they were the most realistic pair and it thrilled me to no end that we actually got to sit on their laps. After we got our picture taken, they gave us candy canes and Santa asked us what we wanted for Christmas. I was pleased to say..."Well, I already got my ring" and they congratulated us as we sauntered off to see more lights.
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| Look at those jolly red cheeks!! |
The next stop was the gallery where there was a hand bell choir playing Christmas songs. It was a nice break from the cold outside and the Christmas tree was beautiful as well.
The rose garden had colored tea lights which were hard to capture with my phone camera but it was lovely. Around the back of the house there was Christmas music playing and awesome lights from one of the trees that looked like melting icicles (the picture makes it look like normal blue lights but trust me they were cool).
We stopped at the food truck for warm caramel apple cider. We warmed up with that in the heated tent before heading back to hear more of the hand bells.
A lady took a picture of Dan and me by the entrance to the house. I really like Dan's little pose ;o)
Dan texted the cab driver a little before 9 that we were ready to be picked-up. He texted back that he would be there in 10 minutes. 30 minutes later we were officially frozen and annoyed and angry that we had to pay $15 again. But Mandy reminded me that it was about the experience and not the expense and she was right. We fussed about the cab fare for a bit and then let it go.
We checked-in to the Hudson House River Inn and scurried back down to the restaurant so we could get something to eat before the kitchen closed at 10 pm. I didn't think we would be seated but the waitress was so nice and we ordered simple dishes to make it easy on the kitchen. Dan got lobster bisque and a baked potato and I got crab cakes and then I stole some of the potato.
The dining area was decorated so beautifully for the holiday and it was so pretty with the lights from the gazebo by the river.
After dinner, we settled into our cozy quaint room and caught a couple episodes of Friends before going to bed. When we awoke early the next morning, it was snowing!! Snow is so romantical especially when you get to snuggle-up inside and watch Saved by the Bell all morning.
We decided to get around since breakfast was only served until 10 am and we were curious to see what it was. Both of us expected hotel-style continental breakfast of you choice of cold cereal and yogurt. I was over-the-moon surprised to see we got to pick from the menu and were served hot coffee and tea in the dining room. It was even more romantic than the night before because the snow was falling outside and Christmas music was playing. Unfortunately I didn't get a picture but we had the most delicious blueberry pancakes (Dan) and Belgium waffles (me) and it was "complementary" with the room!! We used our last bit of cash to tip the waitress.
As we were sitting there I was thinking how "adult" it felt to be engaged and planning overnight trips, going to fancy restaurants, paying our bills, making our own choices, sipping coffee and chatting. Yet at the same time I felt like a kid pretending to be an adult like Mandy and I used to do when we played house in the basement with plastic food and dolls. Part of me just doesn't quite feel qualified to be an adult. The playing was nice because it was pretend and didn't come with all the worries of being an adult. But "playing" for real is pretty cool too and better than I ever imagined, worries an all.
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| Rocky Pants visiting the Christmas village |
It was just the kind of trip I had imagined and I'm so glad Dan made it happen. Thanks Buddy! You're the bestest! Mmmmaaaawwww
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