A “Resort” Getaway
I need to adjust my definition of the word resort to fit this country. To me the words “mountain resort” conjure up images of a romantic getaway complete with clean sheets, hot showers, hiking trails, horseback riding and a pool/jacuzzi near a rushing mountain stream. Not so much the case here. This week I attended a Save the Children planning session in the mountain town of Valderrama, Antique at Villa Valderrama Mountain Resort. Allow me to describe the resort scene to you and we’ll do a little compare and contrast. Here, the word resort meant a conference room with holes in the floor, ceiling and doors, plastic chairs carefully placed so as to not fall through the floor, Christmas lights strung haphazardly around the room with one strand blinking and a couple strands burnt out. It meant damp, no wet foam mattresses under a caving in tin roof and no toilet seats or toilet paper, and certainly not a shower, hot or otherwise. This is a mountain resort. There was a beautiful rushing mountain stream though, just as I pictured. We drove through this rushing mountain stream three times on our ascent to the resort – fun! It was beautiful up in the mountain rainforest, traveling past rice terraces and mini mountain waterfalls. I totally loved it. The word resort just makes me laugh now.
Here are some photos from my Mountain Resort Getaway. . .