Yucky

Yes that's right, Ladies and Gents. I discovered that not only was our hotel dirty but it also had the gift of fleas. Well, at least our room did. Maybe the other rooms were lovelier than our's was...but I doubt it. I really hate that I am dedicating a post to complaining about my sleeping quarters for one measly night, but I just feel that this warrants a little rant.

In all of my travels, I have always been the one to research and book hotel rooms and I have done a good job. Some were worse than others but none have been dirty. I've been disappointed that breakfast wasn't as good as advertised or that the room was MUCH smaller than expected (thank you, London), but I've never considered walking out as soon as I walked in my room.

It took some convincing, but I finally agreed to stay put since it was so late. I wanted to blog but I was so grossed out that I decided to go to sleep so I could get the night over with.

2:00am - I wake up to a 90 degree room with heat continuously pumping into it. I opened the balcony door to see if it had suddenly gotten hot....NOPE, it was quite cold actually. I called down to reception only to be told that "the air conditioning usually works" before being hung up on.

My only choice - go back to sleep. :( I hope our Delphi hotel is better!