Monday, December 8, 2008

The adventures of the Victorian Palace

I am far from a hotel/motel snob. I don't care if you enter your room from the outside or inside of the building. $25.00 a night and a vibrating bed or $150.00 and room service, it doesn't matter. On Friday night we checked in to the Victorian Palace. When we were greeted by Sarah Mae, the dog, I knew we were in for yet another adventure. While I was checking in and talking to the desk clerk I asked Gary to take our cooler to the ice machine and fill it up. The clerk gave Gary directions to the ice machine, knowing that we hadn't received our room keys yet. I finished checking in and headed to the room. Room 309. I get into the hallway and I hear someone knocking on a door and thought either someone had locked himself out of his room or he had made his lady mad and she wasn't letting him in. I chuckled and kept walking ... then my phone rang. It was Gary. I am thinking ... what is he calling me for, why doesn't he just wait until I get up to the room. I answered. He said, "turn around". I turned and saw him standing behind a glass door, cooler in hand. He was the man I was chuckling at earlier. He was locked in the ice machine room with no door key to get him out. I break him out of the ice room and we head up the stairs, there is no elevator in this hotel. We get to our room and go in. It is just a normal hotel room. Two beds, TV, small dresser, sink and bathroom. I go into the bathroom to check out the freebies, cause that isn't that part of the fun of staying in a hotel? How much soap, toilet paper, shampoo and lotion you can put in your bag. Boy was I disappointed ... There was one bar of soap at the sink outside the bathroom that was no bigger than Gary's thumb. I walked in the bathroom to check things out ... and there was nothing. No bars of soap ... there was a soap dispenser like you would see in a pubic bathroom. I turned around to look for the shampoo and OMG ... another public bathroom soap dispenser is in the shower. Is it soap or shampoo? Are you kidding me? And the adventure continues ... at breakfast. Breakfast for us is at 9am. At check-in we were told the breakfast would be eggs, waffles and biscuits with gravy. We get there and that was what was there, however, the biscuits were cold, the gravy was just barely warm, the waffles are the kind you heat in the toaster ... and the eggs ... the eggs were frozen egg patties. The best part of the entire stay was Sarah Mae, the dog and fact that they had pints of milk in cartons. OMG! There is nothing better than milk in a carton. The adventure ended with no small bars of soap or shampoo but four pints of milk in my cooler and one in my hand. I will definitely stay there again ... and next time I will bring Roxy with me ... she will love visiting with Sarah Mae and eating the egg patties while I enjoy the milk.

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