This week poses a new challenge for me with my New Year’s Resolution. I am on vacation. In CandyLand. Well, not really, but it’s the closest thing I can come up with to describe this incredible village of Mont Tremblant, Quebec. When I walked into reception to check in, I couldn’t contain my enthusiasm, announcing to anyone within earshot that this was the most beautiful place I have ever been to in my entire life. Which, by the way, earned me an upgrade in rooms, so now I am sitting in my top floor suite, overlooking the village and the ski mountain.
While walking around the various shops, I expected one of the merchants to yell “Marie! The Baguettes!” Yes, I have left reality and entered life as Belle in Beauty and the Beast. Although, reality slammed its way back in when I whipped out my debit card to pay $22 for fudge and a brownie, and $97 for a tank of gas. This place is not for the faint of wallet, and will likely be the only time we come, but I plan on enjoying every second while I am here. Which brings me back to the new challenge I mentioned.
Once comfortably checked into our room, I was tempted to have a cocktail. A hot toddy by the outdoor fireplace was the perfect reward for a long day of travel. I am almost two months into my challenge to not drink for one year and I will admit, being here is testing my resolve. Vacation, after all, is a time for fun, letting loose and relaxing the rules. And, in my mind, I still equate fun with drinking.
So at dinner the waiter came by to take our drink order, and with visions of martinis dancing in my head, I thought of all of my friends. The ones who know of my resolution, and the ones to whom I would have to admit that I failed, and suddenly that cocktail just didn’t seem so important. Contentedly sipping on my ice water, I was grateful for my friends and the accountability. I counted my blessings and the money I was saving, and after dinner went straight back to the fudge shop.