I heard that St. Charles was charming at the holidays, so I decided to go experience a quaint, old-fashioned Christmas there. But I did not suspect what I would actually find. “Charming” is an apt descriptor, but woefully insufficient. I was astonished to discover a Charles Dickens’ scene. A live and real Victorian land, in every sense.
The houses and shops are earnestly preserved from the 1800’s. The cobblestone street is the centerpiece, with the buildings lining its edges. The decorations are of that age: pinery festoons, warm white lights and red bows. There are no multi-color LED strands. It felt classically graceful.
There are surprises awaiting each traveler. They are prepared for us by the warmly welcoming people of this town. I heard music down the road and followed the lyrical notes to discover Mr. Scrooge, Tiny Tim and Mr. Cratchit had joined carolers, harmonizing their voices into melodic delight. It was enthralling.
Dear Jacob Marley, however, did not join the choristers.
Across the road, I happened upon the infamous World War I soldiers, who came out of their trenches on Christmas Day 1914 to sing and to play futbol together. These lads sang their songs for us. Their hearty voices carried the remembrance of that day into our hearts. We stood silently imagining the profound moment in time, when enemies laid down their weapons to experience a day of true peace on earth, goodwill toward men.
At night, the town takes on its most enchanting feel. The soft lights glimmer gently. I strolled up and down the sidewalks, multiple times. I couldn’t get enough. I didn’t want to leave…….
But after only a couple of days, I packed up to leave my sweet hotel at the end of the cobblestone street. The Country Inn and Suites was the ideal location for me to walk everywhere without driving. It was built beside the river — my favorite body of water. I met Marjorie who works at the front desk. I hope you get to meet her too someday. She made my stay extra special because of her kindliness. Marjorie exemplifies the very spirit of this town: graciously welcoming. As are the folks at Magpie’s Cafe. I so enjoyed their lovely outdoor patio that sat along the cobblestone road. Every bite was a treat. I will be back next Christmas. Until then, St. Charles…..