Although our flight isn't until this afternoon, yesterday morning we packed up and left Scott's mother's house a day early. Timmy was showing signs of improving, and I felt safe traveling with him. We headed to Cincinnati where Scott's college friend manages a hotel. Mick has been inviting us to visit and stay in his hotel for years, but we have never taken him up on the offer primarily because Scott felt torn about not staying with his Mom.
Mick met us in the lobby when we arrived. After the difficult few days that we have had, it was nice to see Scott smiling and relaxed with his friend. He escorted us to our room and the friends talked and reminisced the whole way. As the elevator rose I became acutely aware that we were going to a place we have never been: a penthouse suite.
Robby was awestruck when the doors to our suite were opened. He immediately took off exploring, returning with his arms overflowing with little shampoos and soaps. "Look at all of these soaps we scored Momom. Dad, where is the suitcase? We have to take these home!" I kind of wish that he had waited until Mick left before ransacking his establishment.
This multi-level suite has three full bedrooms, three and 1/2 bathrooms and a full kitchen. We have two private balconies overlooking the Cincinnati skyline. Even though he was still feeling punky, Timmy thoroughly enjoyed practicing his mountaineering skills by crawling up the spiral staircase. (I certainly got my exercise following him up and carrying him down multiple times.)
Wow, am I glad that Scott finally accepted the offer of a room. I could definitely get used to penthouse living!