Quack
So… I’ve been holding off on sharing these awesome pictures with you because I’m patiently waiting for the arrival of the professional wedding photos. You see, about a month ago, we took a quick weekend jaunt to Florida for my father-in-law’s wedding. And I ordered a bunch of prints. So we wait.
However, in the meantime, because ducks are cute, and ducks swimming in a hotel fountain are super cute, I gave up on my wait and decided it was time to share. The ducks, that is.
The lobby of The Peabody has a fabulous player piano that makes you feel like a million bucks. In the background, the fountain splashes rhythmic and steady. Have a seat in the plush upholstery and the service will come to you. It’s kind of like high noon tea at The Ritz, plus a couple of live ducks. Or, in my husband’s case, high noon hot chocolate. In July. In Florida. (I know, I don’t get it either).
Once the 11am March of the Ducks crowd disappears, Donald the Duckmaster (no, seriously) rolls up the red carpet, and the little ones begin to splash around merrily in the fountain, intoxicated on copious amounts of bird seed. This is the best time to hang out.
I’ll be honest. I thought that ducks inside a hotel would be sort of ridiculous and somewhat unsanitary. I imagined a whole bunch of ducks waddling through the lobby leaving their droppings every which way for guests to dodge. Apparently ducks are super easy to train and these little guys didn’t wander at all. In fact, I became smitten with them. Especially their little duck butts. Ducks have the cutest butts.
Have a quackingly fantastic day. Quack.
*Filed under Wanderlust Life*
