Okay - we ended up going up to Pigeon Forge on Friday night instead of waiting until Saturday. I called the motel and they said "sure - we can even give you the room tonight that you would be getting tomorrow so you won't have to move"......how kind of them.
First of all - when I made the reservation I specifically asked for a "ground floor" room, or if they had an elevator - it wouldn't matter. I also specifically asked for a "non smoking" room.
We were given room 305 - that's right - 3rd floor - NO elevator. The room did not have the little plaque on it saying "non smoking room" so I asked -- and was told they had "recently coverted some of their smoking rooms to non-smoking" and yep 305 was a convert. So it took me a good 10 minutes to drag my bag up the 3 flights of stairs (Ryan went ahead with his TV and his bag. We open the door - it's very HOT in the room and the first thing I see is AN ASHTRAY ON THE BUREAU.....man this is really a "new" convert room huh. The little vents on the air conditioner were all broken off to the air goes straight up - can't direct it anywhere. The carpet is filthy - really bad - if you walk on it barefoot - your foot is "sticky" oh yuck. We get 12 - count em' 12 television channels - none of them good - not even a local chanel that I could find. AND the security of the door was sorely lacking - I took my Kroger card and opened it without a key - made me feel SO secure leaving my things there.
Now if they had not insisted that I pay for all three nights (they are not fools) at check-in - we would have left. But I was an idiot and payed cash so we were stuck - literally - to this room.
The toilet wouldn't flush unless you held the handle down and counted to 10 - then you spend the next 5 minutes "jiggeling the handle" so that it would fill back up - oh joy - oh rapture.
We had to buy batteries for the TV remote - it wouldn't work without them.
There was no parking designated for disabled people and on Saturday night I had to park "by the river" and hike back to my room. After a full day of working. I was tired - and pissed.
On Sunday, Ryan stayed at the motel while I went to work. I called him to check on him. the first two times I called him - there was no answer in the room - okay - a little bit of worry, but maybe he was in the bathroom. When I called the 3rd time, and this is where you call the front desk and they "connect you" to the room, Ryan answered. I asked him where he had been - he said right there - I said did the phone ring earlier - NO IT DIDN'T - THEY CONNECTED ME TO THE WRONG ROOM!!
So today as I was leaving DW from my award breakfast, I called to let Ryan know I was on the way - I called and asked for "Room 305" and the guy said "we don't have a room number like that" - WE'VE BEEN THERE FOR 3 NIGHTS JACK - JUST CONNECT ME OKAY?
I was loosing it by that point and yes, I'm going to complain - won't do any good I'm sure but I will give it a whirl.
My friend Mark at the Rampage told me my journal was depressing and I promised him I'd write a "happy entry" - just wait Mark - it's coming - I promise.
Ah..... I feel better now.
Peace
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