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Cindee Quick, the innkeeper, greets us on the big porch.
She's got a smile that warms us immediately and a house that wraps
itself around us and says 'ahhh.' |
In the corner of the big living room sits a huge Christmas
tree with twinkling lights and a collection of decorations that resonate
with musings of holidays past.

Cindee helps us with our luggage, which we lug down a long
hallway - or 'breezeway', as they are called in the South - to our room,
and offers us a glass of wine which we gladly accept.
The three of us settle around the table in the big kitchen
at the back of the house and begin to get acquainted. We tell our
driving woes, but Cindee, a true Southerner, is already thinking of ways to
help us get around.
She gets out guide books and maps and tells us
how to use the St. Charles Streetcar which is just minutes away.
Before long, the whole thing begins to seem insignificant (although it
isn't!), and we are laughing at our lack of civic responsibility.
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