Well, it finally happened. My wildest dream came true (other than meeting my soul mate, giving birth to the most perfect person on the planet and visiting Capri) – I finally got to stay at the Ritz Carlton. Yes, it was everything I dreamed it would be. Marble bathroom, luxurious lotions & potions, mints at turn down. Oh, Ritz Carlton, I love thee and am now, forevermore, ruined for all future vacations.
For the record, this awesome turn of events came completely out of the blue. My sister and I were traveling back to NC from PA and decided to fly out of Cleveland because it was cheaper. We didn’t think it would be an issue to just grab a hotel room that night before and stay in the city. WRONG! Every hotel was booked solid (Boston Red Sox were in town) so in one final ditch effort I mentioned the Ritz. One phone call later, and ten more minutes of gridlock traffic and there we were…. putting on the Ritz.
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