Moving Day, Again
Moby once wrote a song about hotels and how stale they are. About the fact that you can lead an empty life by staying in hotels night after night after night. His idea was that you checked into a room that looked as though it had never been stayed in before and once you were gone it looked the same again. Regardless of what had taken place the night before or what was about to happen, by the time the occupants had swapped each day the room was completely wiped clean.
I still remember, how ever many years ago it was that he released his album “Hotel” that reading his take on living out of somebody else’s room seemed so exact and to the point. You come one day, you’re gone the next. You make a mess, they clean it up. You lived your life, they erase it entirely. Did you even stay there last night? Do you really exist?
Today was our last day at the Regency and I agree with Moby’s summation of Hotel life in some respects. I do want to say though, when next you find yourself in this part of the world, stay here. I honestly cannot thank every single person enough for their kind smiles, interesting conversation and willingness to make us feel right at home. I felt so guilty leaving today because alot of the people we had become close to weren’t there for us to say goodbye.
We enjoyed all of the facilities there from the pool and mini water park to the gym, pub, amusements and Cuppa Joes spectacular take away soups. We were taken via the hotel shuttle to Copps, Bay Park, Bay Beach and anywhere we asked to go. The Redline double decker, direct from the UK even took me to the games and back. Like I said and please don’t think that this has been in any way encouraged, the Regency hotel on Main and all of the staff there will make every stay you plan on taking, as happy and as care free as you could possibly wish.
Excuse me for personalising this for a second but to Blaise and Carrie, thankyou and please pass that onto everybody else when you can.
On a similar note to the Moby reference but far less philosophical, Michael Buble once wrote a song about wanting to go home. It began with “Another sunny day, has come and gone away, and I’m all alone, I want to come home”. It’s all I’ve thought about since leaving the hotel. It’s like there are two minds at play here.
Moving into this apartment today (with its full sized kitchen and fridge) has instantly changed the perspective of what we are here to do. You see, aside from seeing the Packers play was the idea that we could live a regular life here in Green Bay, the way everybody else would just for the sake of experiencing it. To me, that’s the whole box and dice. Sure I’m a Packer Backer but my curiosity has always got the better of me. I wonder upon wonder. I question, I imagine and I tend to push the boundaries just to see what’ll happen. It would have been a whole lot easier just to have come for a game or two and head back home with no real feel for life itself.
I say that because being a fan of the Packers I have become a fan of Green Bay, for want of a better expression. I wanted to see what it was really like here. Shopping, eating and just living in general. Having this apartment for the rest of the time we are here will certainly lend to that experience completely.
By the way, on a very quick side note. Who did what to Mother Nature this week and what can you do to reverse it? In the beginning it was like 85 (30c) and today we were lucky to get to 55 (12c). We are expecting it to get cold but Monday to Friday this week have literally been poles apart.
