Hell Motel
A couple weeks ago, I decided to take a little overnight getaway. So, on Sunday, the 5th, I headed to Hot Springs, a venerable old spa town of days past, to see the sights and to see if it was gimp friendly enough so that Pam & I might spend a day or two there in the future. Then on to Little Rock to spend the night so that on Monday I could do some non-rural shopping & chores in the 'big' city before heading back home. I used hotels.com to find a room. I found a La Quinta w/room rates that were suspiciously low (as compared to regular La Quinta rates) and it was located right in central Little Rock. Perfect! I could visit the River Market area, head right across the river to North Little Rock to visit a Land Rover specialist to get some info & advice on some minor glitches I've been experiencing w/my Discovery II. Follow that w/PetSmart stop (to find a special weight loss food for our now 30 pound cat) and then another stop or two to locate some car parts for the 2 vehicles I'm selling. Back to the River Market area to have an Anchor Steam (or 2) at the Flying Saucer Draught Emporium (http://www.beerknurd.com/). Then I'd drive over to west Little Rock to the one & only Indian restaurant in the city (state?), & load up on to-go plates for Pamela & me, and head home.
Hot Springs was jammed w/a fishing contest. & I mean jammed! By the way, the winner of this contest won ONE MILLION dollars!! It was not some little local event (move over NASCAR). Fox Sports Network & all of the Little Rock affiliates were among those covering the event. I got caught up in it and went in to watch the final weigh-ins. I though I was at a Rolling Stones concert...well, except for the music itself. There were only 2 kinds played: Country and Western. Because of the crowds & traffic I didn't get to my La Quinta suite (near the UofA Medical Center) until 9:15-ish. I was out of there by 9:30.(-ish).
This place was like a crack house. It started w/a sullen Asian girl, "Mai", at the front desk. She certainly did not make me feel "welcome" or even human. There was another employee there stumbling around the reception area. It seems he'd forgotten where or what a shower was. He was kind enough to grunt at me in acknowledgement of my greeting to him; that made him somewhat nicer than "Mai". And she had no idea where my room was. She told me to go "that way and turn left". Well, that way and left brought me to a wall. Then she yelled (I'm still in the office area...not 40 feet from her desk) "Oh, sorry, maybe you go right!" She essentially just sent me out to look for it on my own. As soon as I hit the littered parking lot, I was followed around by someone requesting money from me. The request quickly changed into a demand. I gave him a buck to get him away from me. Roaming the lot trying to locate the room, I passed by a room where a woman was shrieking at her two (or more) screaming, crying children. Then, I happened upon the pool where a woman was watching her 3 fully clothed (including shoes) children splashing & screeching in the water. But the best was yet to come. In a narrow hallway beneath the 2nd floor walkway, I glanced into a room to see a lovely 200+ pound, middle-aged, sweaty black woman napping on a bed in a brightly lit room right at the window...& not even the sheer curtains were drawn to protect my corneas, by the way. She was topless. She was wearing horribly stained granny panties. Nice. (I just threw up a little into my mouth recalling that sight.)
When I did finally find my room, the toilet had urine in it and the shower had been partially pulled out of the drywall. In an adjoining room there was a man & woman fighting. "Motherfuckin' this, motherfuckin' that, motherfuckin' 'ho', motherfuckin' bastard"...you get the idea. Plus, either he was slamming her into the wall (or maybe vice-versa) or they were throwing things around. I pretty much decided that I didn't want to be a part of this family's gathering.
On the way back to the front desk, a man came out of a room on the 2nd floor and dumped an ice bucket or a small garbage can full of water & debris over the railing & down into the pool, onto the deck, &, of course, on me where I was walking. When I returned to the desk area, there was a security guard sitting behind the counter hitting on "Mai". I've stayed at La Quinta motels before. They are usually rather nice. This place wasn't.
Hot Springs was jammed w/a fishing contest. & I mean jammed! By the way, the winner of this contest won ONE MILLION dollars!! It was not some little local event (move over NASCAR). Fox Sports Network & all of the Little Rock affiliates were among those covering the event. I got caught up in it and went in to watch the final weigh-ins. I though I was at a Rolling Stones concert...well, except for the music itself. There were only 2 kinds played: Country and Western. Because of the crowds & traffic I didn't get to my La Quinta suite (near the UofA Medical Center) until 9:15-ish. I was out of there by 9:30.(-ish).
This place was like a crack house. It started w/a sullen Asian girl, "Mai", at the front desk. She certainly did not make me feel "welcome" or even human. There was another employee there stumbling around the reception area. It seems he'd forgotten where or what a shower was. He was kind enough to grunt at me in acknowledgement of my greeting to him; that made him somewhat nicer than "Mai". And she had no idea where my room was. She told me to go "that way and turn left". Well, that way and left brought me to a wall. Then she yelled (I'm still in the office area...not 40 feet from her desk) "Oh, sorry, maybe you go right!" She essentially just sent me out to look for it on my own. As soon as I hit the littered parking lot, I was followed around by someone requesting money from me. The request quickly changed into a demand. I gave him a buck to get him away from me. Roaming the lot trying to locate the room, I passed by a room where a woman was shrieking at her two (or more) screaming, crying children. Then, I happened upon the pool where a woman was watching her 3 fully clothed (including shoes) children splashing & screeching in the water. But the best was yet to come. In a narrow hallway beneath the 2nd floor walkway, I glanced into a room to see a lovely 200+ pound, middle-aged, sweaty black woman napping on a bed in a brightly lit room right at the window...& not even the sheer curtains were drawn to protect my corneas, by the way. She was topless. She was wearing horribly stained granny panties. Nice. (I just threw up a little into my mouth recalling that sight.)
When I did finally find my room, the toilet had urine in it and the shower had been partially pulled out of the drywall. In an adjoining room there was a man & woman fighting. "Motherfuckin' this, motherfuckin' that, motherfuckin' 'ho', motherfuckin' bastard"...you get the idea. Plus, either he was slamming her into the wall (or maybe vice-versa) or they were throwing things around. I pretty much decided that I didn't want to be a part of this family's gathering.
On the way back to the front desk, a man came out of a room on the 2nd floor and dumped an ice bucket or a small garbage can full of water & debris over the railing & down into the pool, onto the deck, &, of course, on me where I was walking. When I returned to the desk area, there was a security guard sitting behind the counter hitting on "Mai". I've stayed at La Quinta motels before. They are usually rather nice. This place wasn't.
posted by Oldood at 09:06
1 Comments:
I actually like going to "places with character" but not to that extent.... yikes!
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