Finding a hotel would seem just as challenging as finding a house to rent. If you have read my blog you know I have OCD. Well I have a paralyzing fear of hotels (thanks Dateline for making it worse). We found a room on the beach with a balcony overlooking the beach. I love to listen to the waves crash on the beach. One of my favorite sounds! The hotel seemed really nice and clean. We got up to our room and it too appeared really nice and clean. Compared to what I stayed in when we evacuated for Gustav, this was the freakin' Waldorf Astoria! I always have to "inspect" the room before I decide to keep it. The bed was really clean with bright white linens, although I didn't have my black light to check for ahem, proteins. It had a clean dresser with a flat screen T.V. and the bathroom looked updated with a granite counter top. It seemed to have passed my test. We were going to take a walk on the beach but I wanted to unpack a few things. Chad decided to watch some T.V. while he waited for me. There on the remote control (one of the filthiest things ever) was a hair...from "down there". Son-of-a-bitch! He surreptitiously whisked the remote into the bathroom and like a surgeon, removed the offending hair and disposed of it. Then being the resourceful person he is, removed the plastic wrapper from a cup and made a "jimmy hat" for the now tainted remote control. Blech! If only I could call CSI out to test this place.
Here are some of my rules for hotels:
- Never walk barefoot. EVER!
- Never sit on the toilet unless you cover it with toilet paper and that is only if you HAVE to.
- Pull the comforter from the bed and look for stains/hair on the sheets.
- Make sure the towels are clean.
- NEVER use a glass or an ice bucket.
- and now I can add...Don't use the remote control unless you have cleaned it. (I will always carry disinfectant wipes with me now)
The beach was really nice but the water was cold, very cold! We had dinner and did a little shopping. The next day we looked for houses with Alison. She was so great to drive us around and give us the scoop on the area and the schools. Thanks Alison!!
We were unsuccessful in our quest to find a house this time but hopefully when Chad returns next week he will find it!
Half the freeway was dry and sunny and the other half poured and hailed. Crazy!
Chad's new station