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see relatedMama Ann (my grandmother) kept a clean house and insisted on clean motel rooms when they traveled. Before a check-in would be considered, Mama Ann would inspect a room. If it didn't meet her standards, down the road they would travel until suitable lodgings were found. On one trip they made with my sainted aunt, they had run into a particularly bad streak of unacceptably dirty motels. Finally, at about 2 AM, they stopped at one motel and, as usual, Mama Ann inspected a room. There, on the dusty window sill, two dead flies. Unaccountably, in the bathtub, a tiny, live frog! Pa never complained about Mama Ann's fastidiousness, but my sainted aunt was growing weary and longed to stop for the night.
"Please mom, let's stop. This room has only three of the ten plauges!" Laughing and tired, they booked a room.
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Once while travelling (alone, thank goodness), I discovered that sometimes the term "flea-ridden" is not just figurative. Alas, I didn't discover that fact until the morning. What a dump!
What's your worst motel experience?
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Once I was with my mother, sister, aunt and cousin on some sort of outting. We stopped in Lubbock very late and took a room in some little motel. Right as we crawled into bed and turned out the lights, I began to feel something crawling on my legs. I jerked back the covers and my mother and I flew out of the bed. When we turned on the lights, we found the bed covered in ants! My mother got dressed, went to the motel office and asked for a new room. They moved us, but I don't think any of us slept too soundly that night. And that is how I always remember Lubbock. Gross.
Also, a funny trip with my mother (who by the way, is the best traveler because every trip is an adventure with her). She and I took a "girls trip" to Asheville, NC for a about 3 days. On the flight from Nashville to Asheville, the 12 seater prop plane we were on experienced the worst turbulence imaginable. It was 1 solid hour of ups and downs and side to side throws. Well, she and I got the giggles. It turned into really just she and I laughing our heads off in literal hysteria. The next day we were touring the beautiful Biltmore Estate and coming down the grand staircase, we were met by a couple who had sat behind us on that crazy flight. They stopped us and talked. The man said, "you know I was really scared on that plane but when you two started laughing I just thought well, I guess if they think this is funny, we must be going to be alright." Also on that trip, I reserved a room at a B&B and went with the cheapest room they had. It was the "Shangri-La Suite." It was also in the attic. In the middle of the night I woke up thinking the bed was on fire, it was so hot. I discovered that my mother had gotten hot and thrown all of her heavy covers on top of me! I asked why and she said, "You looked cold to me."
Like I said, she's crazy to travel with!
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Jamie
I should take the time to check out the rooms first.
We look for terms like "recently remodeled" but last major trip in Bakerfield, Ca. found that only meant they put in a new sink and the rest is still old and smelly. I've not stayed in any place that had things crawling fortunately!!
that was a close one though.
Fleas, huh? Fun!
I almost hesitate to tell this motel story but hey, what the heck. We stayed at a Motel 6 in San Antonio a few years back. When we pulled back the covers to get in the bed there was....are you ready for it?.....pubic hairs. Imagine our displeasure. Urp. :(
But it had no fleas!
We woke up in a bed with little curly hair that were not our own!!!