Sunday, July 19, 2009

weird scenes inside the gold mine

Hotel room are strange, aren't they? Regardless of how increasingly ubiquitous the big hotel chains make the room designs, there are oddities to every hotel room in which I have ever stayed, that makes it memorable. Not necessarily good memorable,but sometimes it can be quite sublime.

Our hotel room on this trip smells like bacon. Maple bacon, I think. And later in the day it smells like pancakes, but I am the only person who can smell it. I dunno, maybe I am having an extended stroke or something. I am simultaneously continually hungry and repulsed.

The coffee maker brews one cup of clear water, leaving the rest in the basket at the top. When I asked for a new coffee maker, I was given "a brand new one, right out of the box" which acted in exactly the same manner. Fortunately, the spousal unit, more mechanically minded than I, figured out you have to press the coffee pot up against the bottom of the brewing mechanism the entire time it's brewing, to keep the ball mechanism open.

And really what hotel these days doesn't have free coffee in the lobby anyway? This one, apparently.

Yesterday, the light in the bathroom died. We are still waiting for someone to replace it, and in the meantime have dragged a floor lamp into the bathroom where it is wedged between the toilet and the sink. One would think that house keeping would have noticed this when they were doing up the room and reminded maintenance, but evidently not. It's kind of romantic having a floor lamp in the bathroom, I guess.

But what's great about our room is the location - right in the corner looking into the pool area. We quickly commandeered the tables outside our patio door and parked ourselves there after the rehearsal party on Friday night. And of course most of the wedding guests are staying at this hotel and most of them pass through the pool area on the way to their rooms, so we had a continual come and go tea (only with beer and wine) happening as people straggled in. Some folks I have not seen in decades.

It was like staying at a cut-rate resort or something. Everybody ends up in the pool.

We'll do a bit more visiting with family and friends this afternoon and evening, then it's back on the road, on the reverse trip over the prairies tomorrow.

It was a great trip, a fabulous wedding (with details and photos to follow), but it's time. Besides, I have had enough of sharing a room with these people.


Charlie said...

"Besides, I have had enough of sharing a room with these people."

Ah, you got the suite that accommodates 492.

I'm glad you had a good time, but I'd want to come home too.

Allison said...

Hotel rooms, and some hotels (most times the cheaper ones) are indeed strange. The one I was at last had the heat up so high is was impossible to breath, and curiously enough the stairs lead to a rooftop where one then had to jump down to get to the sidewalk and then walk around to the front of the building to get back in. Guess I should have known better for $70/night.

Anyway...glad to hear you had a great time at the wedding. How you've described the hotel layout sounds like my last family reunion - fun, but time limits on the room sharing. ;)

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Although it felt like there were 492 people in the room sometimes, Charlie, there were actually only 3 of us.
It was great, but I'll be happy to get my own space back again.

That hotel you describe sounds like a reject from the fair fun house, Al.
The reunion part of the weekend really added a lot of joy. The wedding was fabulous, the visiting fantastic, but now I am tired.

Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

Perhaps you should have stayed at a Holiday Inn Express Ms. Genius. (I hope you get those ads up where you live or my joke falls flat.)

bloody awful poetry said...

I never cared much for coffee anyway. But I'm glad you had a great time while you were neglecting us all.
I haven't stayed in many hotels or anything, but there was one hotel where we stayed in a room with a bed so huge we had to scuttle sideways all the time and climb over the dresser to get to the door. Adventurous times.

Gifted Typist said...

it's always uncomfortable sharing a hotel pool with other hotel guests

Barbara Bruederlin said...

I am rather enjoying the fact that I have no idea what you are talking about, Dr M. It's hilarious to me!

Was this hotel in Wonderland, BAP? Sounds bizarre.

I'm so relieved that you think I was talking about the other hotel guests, Gifted and not the spousal unit and resident offspring. I will let you keep on believing that.