|This was us... all week long.|
And I learned something about myself.
I am now a hotel snob, too.
Our first night started out just fine. Priceline.com pulled through with a fantastic room in a very plush Grand Hyatt. Clean room, luxury bathroom, tastefully designed, and beautiful pools. Luxury at every turn.
D3 was in awe of the place. I was blissfully happy.
But that was only one night.
Day two, we travelled out of the area to another hotel, which turned out to be a luxury motel.
|Would have been perfectly fine, if only for higher thread count.|
We spent the next day touring two schools and road tripped to another town and another hotel.
I knew we were in trouble the minute we pulled into the parking lot. The website photo looked nothing like the stark reality of the place. We were in motel hell. It was only confirmed the second we approached the doors to the worn-down lobby.
D3 and I approached our door. The keys would not work. Back to the lobby. Re-progam the keys. Finally, we enter. One step in and I wish we hadn't. Gross, dirty, sticky, moldy.
I text Doc H. He tells me to "watch out for bbs." I'm thinking forget bb guns! There are probably real guns around these type of places! Then I realize he's talking about bed bugs. Ugh!! I didn't sleep a wink.
|I was so scared we'd end up like this.|
In fact, at 2:31am I called the local Sheraton to see if they had any cancellations.
They did not. We were stuck. For not one, but two nights.
I've never been so happy to be home!
|My bedsheets are awesome.|