The weekend started off great, with a pretty neat surprise waiting for us in our hotel room. One of our wedding pictures was the cover of the 2008 Eureka Springs Wedding Guide! How crazy is that?? We had no idea. Not long after my wedding, my photographer called to ask if she could have my permission to use a pic for an ad or something if she ever decided to. I, of course, said yes, thinking that she probably did this with most of her clients, just in case. I never really thought anything else about it. Well, surprise!! It was pretty crazy walking around all the little shops and places around town and seeing our faces on the shelves. Weird. Anyway, I found the guide online - click HERE and you should be able to see it. Pretty cool anniversary gift, huh?!
Anyway, we stayed at the New Orleans downtown. It was fun to be right there in the middle of the historic district. Definately somewhere we will stay again! The lobby still had that oldtown charm, but the suites had all been renovated into a more modern feel. Still "old fashion" with the huge furniture and wide crown molding, but all brand new. It was great.

The best way to describe the weekend was relaxing. We did alot of good eating. (You can tell that he just loves having his picture taken.)
We also went to the Crescent Hotel, where we had our wedding reception a few years ago. I just love this place. It brought back all the memories of that day just being there.

This is the Gardens of the Crescent, where we took alot of our wedding pictures.

Us on the balcony of the Conservatory, the room where our reception was held.

And, of course, we had to visit Thorncrown Chapel. Brent reluctantly let me ask a nice lady to snap a picture of us in front of the chapel. He hates asking people to take a picture. I don't know why it bothers him so much. (Sorry about the old guy in the background - not sure who he is.)

On Saturday evening, I walked down the street to the Basin Park Hotel and had a niiiice massage. I swear I could have that done once a week and never get tired of it.












































