Monday, February 17, 2014
We welcome Get Up & Go's guest blogger Fiona Harper
Like any self-respecting holiday romance, mutual attraction was instantaneous. Impulsive. Indulgent. But ultimately and regrettably, inappropriate. Fore-warned of his far-reaching reputation for being a lady’s man, I was smitten the moment I spotted him across the hotel lobby.
Swishing through the gilded revolving doors of Quebec City’s famously elegant Fairmont Le Chateau Frontenac hotel, his presence dominated as he stood regal, discretely monitoring the domain he ruled with charm and grace. Swooning like a teenager on a first date, he had me with his nonchalant good looks. Lustrous black locks succumbed to soft ash at the ears, dark eyebrows floating above a chiselled nose. Padding forward to greet elegantly attired guests emerging from limousines, as liveried bellhops discretely whisked away luggage, his chocolate doe eyes crinkled with warmth.Asking around, I discovered Santol was highly respected working with the disabled before a career change instigated his arrival at Le Chateau. Not only was he drop dead gorgeous, his soul was pure, his heart was kind. Posing for a photograph with my girlfriend, her arm casually draped across his broad shoulders, he appeared charmed by our Aussie accents.
Rock stars, rascals and royalty grace the lobby of Fairmont Le Chateau Frontenac but curious travellers are also welcome.
Eyes only for each other . . .
Initial conversations were flawed and fleeting, snatched between his work commitments, frustrated by foreign tongues, sign language the only communication that made any sense. Worlds apart yet with eyes only for each other our bond blossomed.
It was never going to work. He lived in French speaking Quebec, I lived in Australia. He was accustomed to snow-caked frigid winters. I was a girl from the tropics. A bone of contention, he was married to his job. His guests would always come first, the ladies in particular competing for his attention. Just as I had. Our love was destined to be thwarted. Yet the attraction was undeniable.
Fairmont Le Chateau Frontenac dominates the historic walled city of Quebec.
At his station by the concierge desk I paused, my fingers lightly brushing the hair from his eyes. Fighting back tears I wrapped my arms around him, savouring his just-bathed citrus smell. Our noses brushed, his tongue extended, slathering my cheek with a parting kiss. His tail thumping the carpet, he extended his forepaw into my hand, formalising our final separation.
Sunday, February 9, 2014
GOD (Goods Of Distinction shop - fab stuff at Stanley, much of the product made from recycled materials.
Sunday, January 19, 2014
Thursday, January 16, 2014
What's not to love about Las Vegas? Well, it all depends on your point of view, but these are the things we love about Vegas, especially the vintage side of the neon city:
Monday, January 13, 2014
now! Australia's premier travel magazine for grown-ups is full of good ideas for travel in 2014...