With things swinging back into relative blogging normalcy once again, I’ve promised on a couple of occasions to tell you of my hotel adventures on my drive from Colorado to Florida.
Let me start by telling you that I’m not what you’d call a “hotel snob”. I’ve stayed in everything from a 5 star “kiss my ass” $600 a night room in South Beach Miami to a $25 a night joint that the people at the end of exit ramps begging for money are trying to stay in.
My requirements are few:
- It should be clean
- It should have a bed, with clean sheets
- It should have a TV
- I should have a shower
- It should have towels