The sun was starting its late afternoon descent over the ocean on the distant horizon, and there was just enough of a breeze to be chilled. Gas patio heaters were stationed every few feet hissing out warmth like well behaved dragons. The beautiful third floor balcony views of the lush grounds, dotted with vibrant red bougainvillea vines and with the ocean in the distance, brought a wide smile of contentment to my face.
I'm sure the over-priced cosmopolitan contributed to my sense of relaxation, heightening the feeling of exorbitant luxury I was already experiencing by just being at a Four Seasons Hotel. We were waiting for our room and luggage at the Aviara Four Seasons near Carlsbad, and I could already tell this was one business trip I was glad my husband had to attend.
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