Thursday, April 29, 2011

Early this morning, my girlfriend and I checked out of the major hotel we were staying at and into a different one. The change of venue couldn’t have come quick enough. For the three days we had been at the first hotel, we put up with horrible conditions: black mold, leaking window frames, rats in the ceiling, mice in the bathroom, pealing paint, suspicious stains on the carpet and the list goes on and on.
Ew!

So why did we put up where we were staying instead of relocating hotels? Because we knew that we would do so today anyway to meet up with the group of friends who were meeting us here. This is the first time ever that this girlfriend and I have had the opportunity to spend such uninterrupted quality time together. And although our accommodations were sorely lacking, we tried to focus on the time we had with one another.

That we did. And today, we checked out, happy to leave that dive in our wake. But have we forgotten? No. We took photos of all the problems and will contact corporate about the mess that hotel is in, confident that they would want to know how their name is being represented.

In the meantime, my girlfriend and I have met up with the rest of our friends in a different hotel that’s clean and well maintained and are having a good time, compartmentalizing where we had been staying, until after this trip is over when we’ll give it the proper attention it needs.