Hubby and I made a last minute decision yesterday to move from our house into the hotel room. In hindsight, we should have made the decision earlier. I was able to stay with the boys and our stuff out of the house while he did a mad clean of the place. I kind of felt like a fleeing fugative! But it worked out well, since he had duty last night, and our inspection is today.
The hotel kinda sucks. I had heard that it was okay, and maybe the newer rooms in the high rise part are okay. But considering we have a dog, they probably decided to put us in the older rooms... which reek of old cigarette smoke and is pretty yucky. In short, I wouldn't want to stay here again.
But luckily it's only until Friday night. Then we're on a plane and checking out another cheap hotel in CA. :P
Having all four of us plus the dog in one hotel room is pretty ridiculous. LB is sleeping in the pack n play, JC is sleeping in the middle of one bed, and Hubby and I are in the other bed. Puppy just sleeps wherever, but I trip on him getting up in the middle of the night to feed JC.
Can't wait to get into a house...
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OMG THEY SHOULD BE CALLED THE WORST WESTERNS! My mom, sister, and I had reservations for one up in Maine and we took 1 look at the room and left. Booked a Hilton Garden Inn and were much MUCH happier. Totally know what you mean...they are nasty.
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