Last weekend Andrew, Ellie and I decided to visit our friend, Laura, in Rochester Hills, Michigan, a suburb about 30 minutes north of Detroit. Laura is from that area, but we met years ago in Montgomery during grad school and have been friends ever since. It’s so nice having one of my friends from the South so close!
We met up at Meadow Brook Hall and spent the day touring the house and its beautiful grounds. Meadow Brook Hall is a Tudor-style mansion built in 1929, and the sixth-largest historic home in America. The Biltmore House ranks first.
We took a tour of the interior of the house, but no photos were allowed so all the pictures we have of the estate were taken outside. It was a great tour, and the house is incredible–I’ve never seen that level of detail in another house before. Definitely see it if you have the chance.
I thought by now all the fall colors would be faded, but I’m glad I was wrong. The grounds were BEAUTIFUL, it was a perfect Autumn day, and it was great catching up with Laura while walking around the estate. She hadn’t seen Ellie since May, so they got to spend some quality time together.
Laura and Ellie getting reacquainted.
The estate is actually huge at 1,400 acres and we stayed pretty close to the house, so we only saw a portion of the grounds. There weren’t a lot of flowers blooming in the gardens but I imagine they’re beautiful any time of year.
We made our way to the children’s “playhouses” and were stunned. This cottage was for a little girl and there was a separate boy’s cabin that I didn’t get a picture of.
We walked one of the trails and took in the crisp fall air.
Afterward we visited Laura’s apartment, then had dinner at a cool Mexican restaurant in downtown Rochester Hills called Rojo. Ellie let the grown ups catch up while she had fun people-watching.
After a great day, we checked into our hotel, which happened to be Ellie’s first ever hotel stay. She was pooped by the time we got there, so we thought she was out for the night. Here she is asleep in the elevator on the way up to our room.
But she rallied once we got inside and became wild with excitement over her new surroundings. I love these looks of mischief–she couldn’t figure out what she wanted to get into first. She was all over the place and we spent the evening watching her like little mommy and daddy hawks.