The Davenport Hotel in Spokane, Washington was the destination for my May birthday, where my husband whisked me away for three days because he knows how much I love historic hotels.
Every room features one of these lovely, comfortable beds. You can actually buy one through the hotel and have it shipped to your home! Here I am enjoying a morning Starbucks from the lobby, delivered by my loyal spouse who knows that he can’t speak one word to me until I have my first cup of coffee!
Spokane is a popular weekend destination for people in Western Canada. From our home in Invermere, it’s a five-hour drive with a stop for an excellent homemade lunch at Spuds Waterfront Grill in Sandpoint, Idaho. From there, it’s 90 minutes to the Historic Davenport.
This is where we checked in, at this gorgeous front desk.
“The Dav,” as it is affectionately called, was built by Louis Davenport. It was the most modern hotel in the United States when it opened in 1914, with air conditioning, central vacuuming, and an ice-water tap in every room. (The salad called “Crab Louis,” which I have enjoyed several times, was invented by Mr. Davenport himself). Over several decades, presidents, royalty, and movie stars stayed here.
But the grand old lady shut down in 1985. For fifteen years it remained shuttered and vacant. Then two local entrepreneurs, appropriately named Walt and Karen Worthy, bought the hotel in 2000 and gave it a top-to-bottom renovation.
Here’s a shot of the lobby, where we spend lots of time hanging out, drinking coffee and reading books, or having a meal in front of the beautiful fireplace at the far end of the room.
Below is the view from our room. The rest of Spokane, population around 200,000, is also quite charming. When many of these old brick structures were built, mining and forestry were in their prime. Later the city fell on hard times, but is currently experiencing a rejuvenation. (The upside of any recession is that cities don’t hasten to tear down all their old buildings, so many of them still exist downtown.)
One of Spokane’s most famous citizens is Bing Crosby, and this theatre named for him is just down the street from the Davenport.
Just two blocks from the hotel, the mighty Spokane River surges right through the heart of the city, complete with white rapids and waterfalls, parks and pedestrian bridges.
We had dinner at the Clinkerdagger Restaurant, located in the old Flour Mill overlooking the river, now converted into shops and restaurants. I couldn’t get a good photo, but there were about a dozen marmots playing on the green grass beside the river!
We also dropped into one of my favourite haunts called Auntie’s Bookstore. Indie bookstores may not have the volume of books found in the big chains, but they always have their own quirky personalities.
Finally, we checked out the movie listings and found this small independent art cinema called The Magic Lantern Theatre. There we enjoyed watching a Bollywood romance with subtitles, something we would never find at home!
This was our eighth or ninth visit to the Historic Davenport, and we’ll be back. Twice we have stayed there in November, in order to enjoy their fantastic American Thanksgiving buffet.
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When I go anywhere fancy like the Davenport Hotel, I take my antique beaded bag. A friend picked it up for me several decades ago at a Los Angeles flea market, and I have used it ever since.
It’s a great topic of conversation when I open my bag and show people what’s inside, starting with these three mystery items.
The first is a tiny manicure set.
And the second is a wee sewing kit complete with thimble. My mother found both of these items in an antique store in England.
The third item was given to me years ago by my friend Margaret Estabrooks of Red Deer, Alberta. This tiny silver rod opens up into a cocktail stir stick! Sometimes I order a mixed drink just so I can ostentatiously produce my own stir stick from my evening bag!
I also keep a hanky in my bag, monogrammed with the letter E for Elinor.
And finally, my “Mad Money.” Remember how your mother used to tell you to take some money with you on a date in case you got mad and had to take a taxi home? I doubt if this dollar bill would take me anywhere today, but it’s part of my personal history!
Along with compact, lipstick, credit card, and cell phone, my evening bag is well equipped.
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Secret Sky belongs to a genre that I rarely read. But I thoroughly enjoyed this book, and I’m recommending it to anyone who wants to dip their toes into the paranormal.
It’s the first book in a series of seven, written by Jo-Anne McLean here in British Columbia about a woman with a superpower — she can fly!
The main character Emelynn Taylor discovers her incredible gift as an adult, joins a secret society of fliers, and has many wild adventures (including some steamy sex, so be forewarned).
It’s a very well-written series and I am now up to the fourth book. (If you do read this or any other book, please review it on Amazon or another online review site, as that really helps authors!)
To order a paperback or an e-book, click here: Secret Sky.
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Friends, I hope you are enjoying the long days of summer. We are so grateful that our skies have not yet darkened with forest fire smoke, which ruined the last two summers and practically destroyed our local tourist economy.
We plan to spend the month of August in Qualicum Beach, B.C. at our little retreat that I have named Palm Tree Cottage.
Fondly, Elinor
