On Easter Sunday, we went out to the Lodge at Torrey Pines for 24 hours of R&R. The low lighting and craftsman decor lulled us into a quiet, relaxed frame of mind. We stared at this view, sat in the steam rooms (separately, the spa is not co-ed), had a delicious dinner, and got warm by the fireplace in the room. We read, and watched the season opener of Selfridges. The Lodge is a special place. It smells like pine and fireplace. A seagull rode a wave of wind outside off our balcony, as golfers carefully aimed to make their shots.
And then back home. To an even sweeter place.