Usually on July 4th, we park on Jim Dahmer drive, and while the mosquitoes feast on us, we watch the fireworks. Now I’ve heard that this year no one was allowed this “Delight on Dahmer,” but that’s another story for someone else. No, this year, in a sudden fit of impulsivity (my spécialité), we booked a room in Lake Geneva at the Geneva Inn for two nights. The Inclusive Package included a lake view deluxe room, dinner at the inn’s restaurant, continental breakfast, turndown service with chocolates (teeny-tiny), and a single rose each night. Our room had a huge soaking tub in one corner.
