It has now been 6 weeks since we took over the PineCrest Bed and Breakfast Inn. A plan that took several years to create sprung into action in just a few short weeks .
So here we are, in Gorham Maine, the only Inn in town, a beautiful 1825 home,
convenient to all and known to none. I believe that everything happens for a reason although the reason may never become fully known to us. Why did we end up here when so many other attempts failed. Yes, I'm aware that Edison invented 2000 ways not make a light bulb. But in the end, we have light don't we. Ok, In this end, we have an Inn. And guests. So that's a step, right.
The list of Inns we've looked at over the years was to say the least, long and interesting. From abandoned beautiful properties in the middle of nowhere to smelly-not-so-nice ones in the middle of everything. (Names left out to protect the guilty.)
What you will find here in this InnBlog are my thoughts of this adventure. I don't know, but my wife and I may be the youngest innkeepers in the state of Maine. Certainly my assistant innkeepers are. Abby, age 9 and Zoe, age 7, have become our assistants in "All-Things-Inn" They help with cooking and serving, cleaning and even have the arduous task of playing with the guests children.
I may even write about some strange guests, like the family who showed up for a night on a seemingly secret trip. They came from all over the US, for one night, some driving a dozen hours to get here. For a cookout? I don't think so. I think they might have committed some horrible act and rejoin each other once a year to re-commit their code of silence. What did they do? Why the secret trip. I know. I will tell more in the days to come.
InnBlog, out.
So here we are, in Gorham Maine, the only Inn in town, a beautiful 1825 home,
convenient to all and known to none. I believe that everything happens for a reason although the reason may never become fully known to us. Why did we end up here when so many other attempts failed. Yes, I'm aware that Edison invented 2000 ways not make a light bulb. But in the end, we have light don't we. Ok, In this end, we have an Inn. And guests. So that's a step, right. The list of Inns we've looked at over the years was to say the least, long and interesting. From abandoned beautiful properties in the middle of nowhere to smelly-not-so-nice ones in the middle of everything. (Names left out to protect the guilty.)
What you will find here in this InnBlog are my thoughts of this adventure. I don't know, but my wife and I may be the youngest innkeepers in the state of Maine. Certainly my assistant innkeepers are. Abby, age 9 and Zoe, age 7, have become our assistants in "All-Things-Inn" They help with cooking and serving, cleaning and even have the arduous task of playing with the guests children.
I may even write about some strange guests, like the family who showed up for a night on a seemingly secret trip. They came from all over the US, for one night, some driving a dozen hours to get here. For a cookout? I don't think so. I think they might have committed some horrible act and rejoin each other once a year to re-commit their code of silence. What did they do? Why the secret trip. I know. I will tell more in the days to come.
InnBlog, out.
