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WEEKEND AWAY

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My friend had to do a site visit of the Oban Inn, which is located in Niagara-on-the-Lake, this past weekend.  Now, do not mistake it for Niagara Falls, because it’s not anything like Niagara Falls, other than its near there.  Niagara-on-the-Lake is nestled on the south shore of Lake Ontario at the mouth of the Niagara River. 

The town of Niagara-on-the-Lake is small, but very quaint.  Its home to the Shaw Festival and Ontario’s Wine Country – some of the best wines are grown here in Ontario (too bad I’m not a drinker, otherwise I would have sampled).  So, my friend asked me if I wanted to go with her as the inn also has a spa.  The room would be paid for and she would pay for my treatment because she already owed me money, so of course I said “yes!” because I’d be insane to say no to that.

Niagara-on-the-Lake has this small stretch, about 2 – 3 blocks, of downtown where the Shaw Festival Theatre is located and has all these shops and restaurants.  We ended up at the Shaw Cafe for lunch and the King Grill (?) for dinner.  Both were fabulous and we only paid for dinner.  The hotel included lunch in our package because my friend was there for the site visit.  We walked around the downtown part, but very quickly because we had to get back for the site visit. 

It was so nice to indulge, and the spa at the hotel was great.  I got a manicure, because everything else at this spa was so expensive.  I just could not justify the cost to myself.  The manicurist was funny, she kept telling me stories of how her daughters are constantly in these fights with other girls at school.  The stories made the time pass by faster, although my friend was telling me when we got out how I have disrupted her massage cause she could hear me laughing.  I have a hearty, loud laugh that people have always told me they like, but I felt bad for having disrupted her relaxation moment, even if she was kidding, cause she obviously heard me.

It was good to get away from the city for the weekend.  Everything gets forgotten when you’re enjoying yourself.