Some of you may have already recognized that hotel we stayed at this weekend.

It was one of the stars of a very funny movie… and the room we stayed in is right there… between Jack Lemmon and Tony Curtis… behind the palm tree…

The hotel still has posters and photos of the movie scattered about… it turns out that when Marilyn was around, nobody could focus on anything else.

And the hotel really is a piece of living American history…

You feel it as you walk around…

It has soaked into the wood…

This place goes back to before people even really went to the beach to swim…

We often take out-of-towners to the hotel for a meal, and to just walk around the grounds.

But walking in there as a guest was a little different.

It felt a little like playing pretend.

It had a decided air of make-believe…

It was like we were dressing up for a part in a play…

Or maybe… a part in a movie…

And really, isn’t that what a good getaway should feel like?