We ended our brief (thank God!) stay at the Scabies Inn and headed west for our last three days of vacation.Â Fort Myers Beach, Florida was our destination, where we would spend some quality time with Kevin's folks and take one last day, just for ourselves, before ending this grand vacation.Â I was so happy to get away from the place in which we were staying, that you can only imagine my delight when we landed at Lovers Key Resort, and I opened the door to our suite and saw this:
Holy cats!Â It wasn't a view of the parking lot; it was like, a...a...view!
The floors were clean.Â I didn't have to wear shoes every time I put my foot to the ground!
I ran from room to room, touching clean things like I was a deranged Helen Keller.Â What a miraculous change from the Scurvy-Do Suites we had just stayed in.
We'd been there for about a half an hour when a knock on our door revealed a staff member who wanted to make sure everything was to our liking and address any concerns we might have.Â What?Â You mean we don't have to hunt someone down in the halls and beg for towels and sheets? You're offering us service, while smiling?! I felt like Carrie on prom night, before the bath in pig blood!
A quick tour revealed amazing joys for us to behold and lovingly behold again.
A balcony with an amazing view, where we spent some serious time just...beholding:
The area to the north is a state park, so the view will never change.Â I was safely behind the glass in the living room when a pelican, closely followed by an osprey, passed just a few feet away from my face.Â Had I been on the balcony, my bird phobia may have caused me to wet myself, in which case I'd bet the last functioning lobe of my liver that a staff member would have been quick to mop it up for me, and done it with a smile.
Our kitchen, which we didn't use as much as I would have liked:
See that little bottle of Palmolive dish soap by the sink?Â It was so cute and tiny that I had to take it.Â It resides in our den beside the cute and tiny ketchup bottle from the shi-shi hotel we stayed in last year, that I had to lift it because I don't eat ketchup and I can settle for cheap souvenirs.
I could have stayed there and never needed to go to a restaurant again, although Flippers on the Bay, beside the resort, offered wonderful dining on a patio with dolphins, manatees, pelicans and osprey all around.Â Of course, they also have the mandatory, palm tree surrounded, sparkling pool and a private beach.
I nearly burst into tears when I saw the bathroom.Â Not only was it clean, I didn't have to share accommodations with a single lizard!Â It had both a large shower and a jacuzzi:
We did some serious enjoying of view at this place.Â On our first morning, Kevin woke me to, "Quick!Â There're dolphins out there!"
I jumped up, ran to the balcony and watched dolphins and manatees doing their dolphin and manatee things.Â I had no idea that this would be such a common sight here that jumping out of bed to witness it would not be necessary.Â But, OH! What a thing to watch with your morning coffee!
The views were just so breathtaking!Â I even had a view from my shower!
Look through the window!Â I could watch pelicans while I shaved my legs!
This was a place to truly unwind and enjoy.Â A place where it seemed that miracles could happen.Â A place where a man will iron his wife's pants without being asked:
Could it really get any better?
This is what bliss looks like:
This is a place where we both hope to return to someday.Â A place that Kevin even wrote a song about...