We got on the phone to the promoter to see if she could give us some recommendations on accommodations, which she was nice enough to provide. We called the place she said would give us good rates and made reservations... saying to ourselves, and to each other that it didn't much matter what kind of room it was, we were only going to be there to sleep and shower... OK... maybe we should have been a little more specific... Oh it was clean enough and it had a bed... and a shower.
We arrived around 9:30 p.m., tired and ready to relax for a little while and to get a good night's sleep before our early Saturday morning start at the mall...
The motel (it was NOT a hotel!) was a little old and a little rundown and a little outdated.
DH went on into the office to check in... as he entered the office, the older lady working in the office rose from her La-Z-Boy recliner where she had been watching television, she had no teeth in her mouth, apparently they were in a glass nearby... DH checked in, then asked if we could get a wake-up call the next morning since we had to be at the show by 7 a.m. to begin setting up.
"Sure," gummed the clerk, "what time you want to get up?"
"5:30 a.m." said DH.
Blinking, the clerk responded, "Lord, Honey, we don't even come in till 7!"
Then she handed him an alarm clock!
We have laughed about this episode for a week now and probably will for years! It was just TOO funny!
We made our way to our room... it was large... with a walk-in closet...
And a king-size bed...with RED sheets... made from a brick I think! That pinkish-tan colored sink and toilet in the bathroom from the 50s, or maybe the 40s (the tub, I must say, was white, though obviously a 60s model at least)
|Well, the room is BIG anyway... and pretty clean... note the turquoise paint!|
|I think I had this recliner in the early 70s... and that good ol' 70s wood paneling!|
|And you typical ocean scene from the dated motel days... this "inn" was in the mountains! There were RED sheets on the king-sized bed!|
|Remember the pinkish-tan fixtures... from the 50s? 60s? 40s? and the old 9-in "asbestos" tiles in the bathroom... Oh dear!|
|Well, we did have cable!|
|Fortunately we didn't spend much time here in our "home away from home!"|