Innkeeping by Remington

When I was first approached with the idea of being a partner in a bed & breakfast venture, I must admit I was dubious. I’d grown accustomed to days split between two grandmothers and nights and weekends at home with my parents and brother. But everyone assured me that this would be a grand idea for our family.

It took many days of planning before we made the final move. We jumped into our new life with both feet, smiling and raising glasses to toast the success that would surely be ours. I welcomed our first customers through the door the very night we moved. They had been traveling all day and were looking for a room nearby so they could rest. A good innkeeper must be ready at a moment’s notice to serve whoever walks in the door. And that is what I strive to be.

It can be hard, of course. Sometimes my parents think I should be napping, but I argue, “How can I meet a guest’s needs if I am curled up with my fire truck, induced into slumber by that lovely yet loathsome rocking chair? Who else will be as charming to them as I?” Certainly not my brother.

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Emerson sleeping

Mother, Father and Didi can fill in for me I suppose. I am just not convinced that they take this at all seriously. This is why I have decided to journal the experiences I have to share. I really want them to do well, but who ever takes advice from a toddler with any grace? This chronicle will be my legacy, meant for any eager pupil looking to enter the hospitality industry. I’ll try to write as often as I can fit it in around all my other duties.

5 Comments Add yours

  1. sharon says:

    Love it. Looking forward to updates

  2. Girl Cris says:

    It is true, no one charms and delights the guests like he does.

  3. SE says:

    Remy, Aunt Shelly agrees….we need more of your point of view! Love it!

  4. Toni Ann says:

    Remy, knowing your mother, I know you have your hands full. Be patient with her, she’ll eventually get the hang of it.

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