Growing up my mother put me in ballet class at the tender age of four. I loved that class. It was a combination of ballet and tap and I could not wait until the next class. I still have my first pair of ballet shoes. From the age of four until thirteen, every week I danced and loved it, until I didn’t. Do you have those regrets when you look back at things you did when you were a child? I do. When I look back I see a pattern of start and stop. I rode horses and played tennis, and danced, until I didn’t. For a while it seems I was always moving on to the next thing until I circled back to an old favorite.
Ballet and tennis somehow persisted through my start and stop pattern. Riding tried to but there was the question of access to a horse which became a slightly more difficult question, but I digress. I always seem to find my way back to ballet and tennis, albeit in slightly different form. In college it was in the form of required physical education classes. I served and danced my way through my required classes in absolute enjoyment feeling like I’d found an old friend. As an adult it is USTA and tennis leagues and tons of doubles matches and/or Pilates, barre, and yoga. I guess old habits die hard as I continue to find enjoyment in the same plies I do at my barre today as I did at four.
Is it the patterns we become accustomed to as a child that provide comfort as an adult? I don’t know the answer to that question. I do know, however, I have a barre in my house. There are times when it gets used daily and then there are periods when it use sits there until, well, until it is needed again.
I’ve never been to Southern California, so when selecting a destination for a long weekend, I decided it was time to explore California. This was going to be a quick trip, leave on Friday morning and return Sunday night but a get away for fall break. I love iconic hotels so I explored my options on booking.com and through Amex’s travel concierge. I ended up at the Beverly Hills Hotel. It seemed perfect for my brief trip. Built in 1912 and famous as a hotel of the stars, it had all the qualities I wanted for this vacation. A great pool, spa, yoga, and options for retail therapy. What more could a girl want?
I arrived Friday afternoon and was immediately checked into a gorgeous room. Since I was starved, I dropped my bags and headed to the iconic Polo Lounge for lunch. So many delicious options from which to select. I ended up with a French 75 cocktail and the McCarthy chopped salad. Thoroughly satiated, and tired from getting up at 4:30 AM, I headed up to my beautiful room and my favorite feature, the lounge chair on the private balcony. I happily curled up on the lounge for a bit of sun and the remainder of the book I’d started.
Yoga was one of the reasons I’d chosen the Beverly Hills Hotel. Amy Rose offers yoga classes in the garden on Saturday mornings. You need a reservation so I’d called early and reserved my mat and blocks. It was a wonderful class. The morning was cool, perfect for a workout. Amy was excellent. If I lived close, I’d be there every Saturday morning. Even better, the hotel supplied everything I needed in the line of equipment so no need to pack and carry anything. After yoga, I headed to the spa for a massage. Complete indulgence and a wonderful way to conclude the morning. I rounded out my Saturday with a bit of retail therapy. The hotel has courtesy cars that I was happy to use to drop me off on Rodeo Drive. The weather was beautiful. I strolled in and out of boutique after boutique browsing. I scored a birthday gift for my wonderful cousin and new sunnies for me!
I ended my day with a delicious dinner at the hotel. This time lobster tagliatelli, a glass of red wine, and chocolate soufflé. Delicious!
Sunday was another beautiful day but a bit on the cool and foggy side to start. I opted for a bit of a sleep in, after all it was a mini vacay! I’d marked Sunday as lounge by the pool day. I arrived around 10:30AM and opted for the hot tub as it was still on the cool side. It quickly warmed up and I enjoyed a morning and lunch by the pool before time came to check out and head to LAX.
The hotel was amazing. Everyone there went out of their way to make my stay wonderful. My only regret? I needed another day. I’d planned a tour of homes but ran out of time!