We stayed at Sparrow's Lodge. The temperatures climbed to 109 degrees, so we took refuge near the pool, sitting under the misters, drinking blueberry sangria. We read books and floated in the water and fawned over the puppies staying at the lodge. We had drinks and dinner at Birba, twice, because it was that good. There was talk of a return someday, and a cheers to the loveliest honeymoon we could've dreamed up.
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