Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Imagine A Life
Well, this is my view this evening as I savor MJB black in the parlor of the Power's Mansion Inn in Auburn. The house is empty. Our hosts live elsewhere. Sitting here, I can pretend for a moment that this is my own private home.
Earlier today we took all the keys from the innkeeper's desk and did a thorough exploration of all the rooms. Two dining rooms. One massive kitchen. The parlor and a receiving area. Twelve rooms for guests. I explored all this with Don at the invitation of our host at breakfast. The place is like a wonderland of secret riches - you know the sort - hidden rooms and passages and unexpected stairways.
We explored and felt very like children peering into secret places and shadowed pasts of former families. For a time we were one with the Walshes, the Yue's, the Powers', and the Lee's. The echo of mine bosses and logger barons floated on the stairways with us.
This picture is just a little taste of what we found. When we are back home again, I will be spending a lot of time going through at least 110 pictures of just the inn itself. There was so much more after we left and went into Old Town. Can't wait to share.