Welcoming was, “When did you make you reservation!?!” I don’t really know, why? “Did you make it Today?!?” No.
What, I thought, could possibly be behind this strange unwelcoming interrogation? Well, turns out the computer was down. Clerk was cleaning at her wits end. I got my key and bee-lined through prison yard/parking lot, filled with recently released convicts, and jumped back to my car.
Not the first dump I’ve stayed in, but it was the first dump whose internet connection got better the FURTHER AWAY I drove from it?
AC and TV worked, which partially compensated for the Garbage piled up at the top of the stairs.