So, moving on, here's some pictures of my mostest favourite hotel chain ever lifted from a much more talented and prolific blogger than I:

It took me a bit of digging to figure out what exactly I was looking at because I could only focus on half of the stuff on it (you can't see it all in the pics): W Hotel. Aloft. Shiny airsteam. Faux-woodie jeep. A case of over-branding maybe?
Source: NY Times
As the tag-line goes: "Welcome to the most beautiful and uncomfortable night you may ever experience".
One thing is for sure, a visit here would reduce the amount I complain about the inefficiencies of forced-air heat in a 50 year old house.
Images: Eurobookings.
Yup, having grown-up staying in mostly Best Westerns and Motel 60s, I'll admit I'm a sucker for a pretty hotel.
It can't hurt that the Auberge is on the site of a 19th-century maritime warehouse and incorporates the historic stone walls of the old building along with artifacts dating to the 1600s into many of the rooms. We didn't go so far as to get a "thematic" room which are decorated to look like the inside of a sea captain's living quarters - opting instead for a room with a terrace, fireplace and/or soaker tub. Yum.
We also booked the "gourmet package" which includes two dinners, one at the in-house restaurant Panache and the other at L'Echaude, a classic bistro-style restaurant. Double yum. Drool.
Even though I've always thought of the idea of a honeymoon as slightly tacky, ever since I was in Quebec City for a conference last year I've wanted to go back and explore it with RW. I guess I'll just have to use marrying him as an excuse.