Dalvay-by-the-Sea

Dalvay-by-the-Sea aka "White Sands Hotel"

"A National Historic Site of Canada, featured in the Sullivan EntertainmentTM Series Road to Avonlea and the popular Anne of Green Gables movies."

Of course, the Dalvay is extravagant, but a must-see for the first time visitor to PEI.  I was a little surprised to find that there was a $20.00 entrance fee just to get into the Park to meet our reservation obligations at the historic hotel.  I had a sense that I had inadvertently hurt the toll keeper's feelings with my response of incredulity when she asked for a toll. 

If you want to dine anywhere in the Park on the weekends you will need a reservation.  We ended up having to leave the Park and head to Charlottetown to eat supper and that was no easy task on the dark and unknown roads and curves of 20 miles length.  But having already spent a great deal of money that afternoon for "high-tea" we decided to go someplace else for supper.

That same afternoon, the Matron of the hotel got snippy with me when I went downstairs seeking help.  Being technically challenged with an unfamiliar ironing board, I couldn't get the thing to collapse.  "It must be a Canadian ironing board", I said.  It wasn't a complaint, just an observation about something that I wasn't familiar with.  She gave me a retort, "It is no different from American!"- I didn't know how to respond to that.  The good looking male Reservationist neutralized the moment by quipping that all the ironing boards there came from China.  I had no choice but to go back to my room and work at the frustrating mechanism  (one like I had never seen before) for several minutes until I finally won the contest.  Anyway, all was almost forgiven when it was time to check out and the same Matron actually smiled and agreed to take care of the disposal of my failed suitcase, and gave me large plastic bags to carry out my things.  I told her that for the good customer service in that particular time of need that I would give the hotel a good rating on the Internet....

So this is it....
  

The personified sea-wind that gushed through my open bedroom windows while I slept was worth the price of admission. The soft bed and cool linens was the most comfortable of the entire trip.  It was certainly worth the price, as I say.

Anyway, I'm so glad to be home on the one hand  and so ready to go back to the Mari times on the other hand.

Why do I get the feeling that I have been there before???