No Moto Content:
This weekend we decided to see how the other half lives and booked a room at Oheka Castle here on Long Island. This lovely grand home is still the owners private residence though it houses 30+ hotel rooms and suites.
Me? Sleeping in a castle? Crazy.
Sometimes I feel that I am out of my element in luxurious places or partaking in glamorous things. I’m convinced this idea of unworthiness is a residue of growing up in a low economic rung. One day someone will come bounding out of a broom closet shouting “imposter!” only to pull me out of view with a giant hook.
But, it hasn’t happened. Yet…
When we arrived on Friday afternoon, it was quite cold and the grounds were snowy but we still spent some time tromping around to get a look at the house. The best views of the home itself are taken in at a distance. You cannot understand the scale of everything when you’re up close.
While Kenny and I sat talking through dinner, we both felt very appreciative of how much our lives have changed for the better over the last 15 years. While we are both just as happy tramping around on our motorcycles and eating in gas stations, the opportunities for things like fluffy robes and sleeping in a castle aren’t too shabby.