Hotel Antics

Dinner was really good - too much food and pretty good hummus. And we ate it in a hookah bar. Well, outside of the balcony of the hookah bar where the wind whipped like we were in the middle of a tornado. The waiter refused to address me directly, or listen to any of my requests. Joy.

Later that night, I really wanted to talk to my parents - the travel had be long, I was short on sleep, and my room with Heidi only had one bed. Needless to say, I was completely exhausted and overwhelmed. And of course - got no service in my room. Or the hall way. So I went up to the roof where the pool was. It was closed, so I made my call from the hall way. I almost started crying when I heard my dad's voice. It was so nice...until a hotel manager came up and told me I could not be up there because the pool was closed. I told him I needed to make a phone call - and he couldn't have cared less.

I started crying. I sucked it up enough to tell my dad I loved him and I would try to find service somewhere else before hanging up.

Then I had to get in the elevator with the manager. Who wouldn't even look at me. A few floors down, a bell hop (male) got on the elevator holding a handful of pillows.

I fell apart. I was sobbing. I felt so broken and so alone.

Neither of the men would look at me. I apologized, explaining that I was tired and it had been a really long day.

Neither of them responded.

The manager hit the button for the next floor, and he started pushing through the door as it opened. I said, "Have a good night!" but he just ducked his head and took off. The bell hop rode it out with me to the lobby, where he ran out of the elevator almost as quick and the manager had.

It did get a giggle out of me.

I couldn't get a signal even in the lobby, so I went to my room to sleep with a stranger. (That sounds terrible...oops)

I opened the door and GOD. BLESS. BRAD. BASSETT. And Heidi. He had gotten a cot sent to our room, and Heidi had graciously taken it.

After all the rudeness of the men at that hotel, I was relieved beyond belief at the kindness of my room mate. We talked for a bit, I showered, and turned in. The bed was comfy enough, and I finally got some good sleep.

Much Love,
*L*