"Good evening and welcome to the Ritz-Carlton Amelia Island, Mr. and Mrs. Case Haub. My name is Matthew and I am here to help with anything you need for the duration of your stay. I need to tell you that I have some bad news, but then I have some better news."
And those words began the best dang hotel experience we have ever enjoyed, period. No joke. It turns out that when the Ritz Carlton makes a mistake, count your blessings because you will be more than repaid for the error.
In our case, the mistake was that they booked a room for us and actually had no rooms available in the entire hotel. I imagine they felt especially bad about this since Mike was invited as a speaker at the conference that hired them to host conference guests. That was the bad news. The good news was that they had paid and arranged for our stay at another hotel for that first night, and had transportation waiting to take us there when we were ready. The better news was that when we returned the following morning, we'd be upgraded to one of four master suites offered at the Ritz, free of charge, complete with unlimited access to their Club Room and spa. On top of that, they made a reservation for us at their Farm to Table Restaurant Week Kick-off dinner at Cafe 4750 for that evening, which happened to be at special reservation-only, $99/person dinner with chefs from restaurants all over the island preparing food. The maitre'd was especially kind of us, bringing us champagne, wine, and even a bottle of wine to take away that evening. All free to us. I could get used to this.
Farm to Table Dinner:
The paid and transported us a mile down the beach for our first night to the
Omni Amelia Island Plantation Resort (let's be honest; not a Motel 6 by any means). It was really fun to experience two upscale resorts on the island.
Our room at Omni:
The view the next morning from our hotel room
Omni
The next morning, I was looking out our hotel room balcony window and saw a dolphin coming up for air several times just off shore. We certainly were not in Iowa anymore.
We took a brief walk down to the beach before Mike's day at the conference started.
I think I have some of my parents' agoraphobic tendencies, and I greatly appreciated that this beach is so quiet and sparsely populated in January :)
The beach looked rocky. It turned out to be millions of shells, a food deep in some parts of the beach. It was amazing to see! I felt bad walking along the beach and hearing the shells crunch beneath my feet. Destroying all these wonders of nature seemed wrong. I knew the boys would have loved that beach.
After Mike left for his meetings and to be at the conference, I enjoyed breakfast at one of the Omni's restaurants, Sunrise Cafe. This was my view at breakfast:
Not a chance that I'd get any reading done at that breakfast. This turned out to be a weekend-long theme. I'd haul my giant book around, with plans to get some quiet reading done, but I'd end up staring at the ocean and not reading a single page. Aw, well, no loss!
After breakfast, it was back to the beach.
I decided I'd better check out of hotel #1 and call the car to take me to hotel #2. I was eager to see this suite we were going to get. I was highly UN-disappointed, to say the least.
Living room…..
Office area….

Bedroom…..
The tub overlooked the bedroom and through to the patio area. I never got a chance to use it, but it sure was a pretty site.
This marble shower had two shower spaces inside. You easily could have showered 6 people simultaneously in that thing.
This was the private patio for our suite!!
This little green anole was hanging out on one of our patio planters. I so enjoy seeing the native wildlife to other areas. He reminded me of my tiny lagartito who lived in my apartment in Puerto Rico.
Come on…. this view! The only thing that kept me from sitting here all day was the pull to be ON the beach instead.
This part of the Floridian coastline has coastal sand dunes, which are home to many animals, like the gopher turtle, marsh hare, common racer snakes, armadillos, and other animals. The dunes are heavily protected and people are not allowed to walk on them. So each hotel and business builds giant boardwalk bridges to go up and over the dunes from their property to the shoreline.


Club room access is something Mike and I never would have paid for if planning a trip on our own. But to be given such access free of charge opened our eyes to a whole new world! Food and drink at all times of the day are available. The food is chef-prepared and delicious. Champagne at 7am? Absolutely. Citrus-poached shrimp in pineapple cream sauce? Absolutely. Espresso drink at 2pm? Absolutely. Didn't have room for dessert at dinner? Come in at 10pm and try a creme brûlée. Um, absolutely. And speaking of "absolutely," this word seems to be part of the training program for the Ritz. We joked about making it a drinking game every time one of the staff said it to us.
I enjoyed sitting on one of the private balconies alongside the club room, waited on hand and foot ("Can I get you anything Miss? A martini? Can I remove your dirty plate?") enjoying my drink or coffee of choice, in the warm sun at all hours of the day.
On my favorite Club Room balcony
Sunset view from the Club Room
Mike spent some time in the spa. I did on one afternoon, and it was nice, but honestly being inside a hazy steam room or a tiled whirlpool was not my idea of the way to spend long hours on this island. It was nice for an hour, but I'm such a nature girl that I couldn't bear to be wasting away the daylight hours inside that spa. So while Mike enjoyed a massage and some sauna time, I celebrated the bird nerd in me and went beach walking and bird watching.
I also discovered some non-bird animals, as well. This giant crab shell had washed up on the beach (it was probably quite a site for some native Floridian to see my daintily approaching it, unsure if it was alive or not):
And this teeny tiny shell-less crab (a baby, maybe?) was washed into a puddle left behind by the low tide.
The day after Mike's conference ended, we ventured into Historic Fernandina Beach, the downtown area of Amelia Island. They have lots of Victorian era homes that are featured on historic walking tours. We toured the neighborhoods to see some, and also perused Centre Street, their main shopping/restaurant area.
The walls of this house were made from mixing seashells and cement together.
This house had carousel horses fixed all around the front porch.
I ate snow crab for lunch that day. The hush puppies were more like funnel cake balls than what I am used to, but no complaints on that from this girl.
The biggest shock of the trip was that it wasn't tropical hot down there. Amelia Island is outside of Jacksonville, Florida, on the Northeastern most part of the state. It's only a couple miles from the Georgia border, though driving distance would be something like 20 miles to get around and across the water. The morning we left Iowa it was 39 degrees both in Des Moines and in Amelia Island! During the day, it did warm up to 48-61 degrees the days were were there, but typically we still wore sweatshirts when outside. No matter-- it was the ocean, no matter how chilly. And a few winter coats made made some night-time, fireside snuggling possible.
We never made that 10 year anniversary trip, and this was a bit too late for the 11th anniversary. Five months short of being our 12th anniversary, I still felt we needed something in the sand to mark the occasion. So here's to us, with some alone time, in 2014! :)
Thursday and Sunday were almost entirely take up with travel, so the trip really consisted of two full vacation days (only one for Mike, since he was at his conference all day Friday and felt ill on Friday night and went to bed at 8:00 PM :( It never seems quite long enough, does it? But even so, those peaceful two days, filled with good food and hospitality, and lots of OCEAN time, were so relaxing and enjoyable. I am grateful to have had family and friends willing to watch our boys so I could make this trip with Mike. What a great spot! I'd even consider taking the boys there someday.