My Big Kids have mentioned funny stories that they have read/seen on
Fail Bl*g. I've never looked at the website (
so am NOT recommending it), but I definitely have a
FAIL story to tell. When I first told Cassie about our weekend, she said,
"Oh, I can't wait to read your blog about this one."
The FAILED Romantic Vacation
Vicky had a 4 day weekend for New Years, so she asked if we would like her to come up and watch the kids so that the TWO of us could get away for a couple of days. Obviously, we couldn't be gone ALL weekend ... as dear hubby is a Pastor now, so he has a sermon to preach each week. But, a couple days away sounded good to both of us. It had been many months since we had gotten away for some "Couple Time". I actually cannot remember when the last time was ... this is not a good sign.
Usually, when we can get away for a couple of days, we can quickly agree on the details ... where we want to go ... where we want to stay ... etc .. But, this time was different. Jim wanted to stay close to home (not drive very far), and he wanted Quaint & Romantic. While I LOVE romantic, I'm a bit hesitant about the "quaint". He found an old "Seafarer's Cabin" that looked to me like it could be musty and dirty. He found a cute "cottage" ... but when I read the fine print, it certainly didn't fit my definition of "cottage". It was a spare room attached to a house. Ummm ... no. NOT my idea of quaint and romantic. I always love to head across the mountains to Leavenworth, and we have a wonderful little Inn that we like to stay in. But, I was trying VERY hard to please Jim, and not press my agenda. So, we compromised. We headed to the little seaside town across the water from our island (actually 2 ferry rides away), that Jim wanted to go to. We didn't drive far (with the original plan) ... but we spent a bit of time on ferries and in ferry lines.
So, we went to "his" quaint and romantic little seaside town ... but we stayed (the first night) at a "historic hotel" rather than in a cottage. Sounds good, right? Wrong!
I had asked specifically when booking this hotel room whether or not they had wireless internet. (Something that the cottages did not have.) I was assured that they did. Jim would need to be spending quite a bit of time on his sermon prep over the course of 3 days, so I wanted access to my favorite Bloggy Land.
Shortly after making ourselves comfortable in the $149/night Romantic Room w/ King Bed and Large Jaccuzzi Tub, Jim popped out his computer. Uhhhmmmm... no internet? We phoned the front desk. And ... we phoned again. Over the course of the next 3 hours we had at least 5 phone conversations with the front desk. They blamed the problem on our computer. I told them that my husband's computer was brand new, and my computer had worked well in Africa and South America, so it certainly should be able to connect in good old Wa. State. No luck! They finally had someone else call me, who said he would "come up to take a look after he was back on the premises ... currently he was babysitting." Okay then. He said he'd be up in 30-45 minutes. We gave him the full 45 ... and then left for dinner. FAIL!!!
Dinner? Finding a nice restaurant should be easy, right? We looked in the Hotel Book (the nice notebook that is found in every hotel room). Oh yes ... not only did they list local restaurants, but they even had menus. Great! We found a nice Italian Restaurant. It said that reservations were recommended. So, I phone to make my reservation. Wrong number. I was told that the restaurant had closed at least 5 years ago. FAIL!!! Okay then. Guess they forgot to update it. Let's look in the phone book. We found another Italian Restaurant.
After the computer guy was a no-show, we headed out the door to find the restaurant. We had the address and we'd looked at the map (in the Hotel Book). But ... no such restaurant. Uhhhmmm ... the phone book was a 2008. Guess they forgot to update it. FAIL!!!
We finally found an "upscale" Bar & Grill ... with the greasiest burger I'd ever had, and the absolutely worst service EVER. And ... it was a $50 meal. FAIL!!!
Okay ... back to our hotel room. Still no internet. Guess we'll watch t.v. for awhile before bed.
In the morning, Jim headed down to the front desk with his computer. He was able to hook right up to the internet. He asked if there was a room in that building where we might have internet access. He went upstairs to the 3rd floor ... but no such luck. Internet was only available to "our computers" in the lobby. The "sweet" receptionist continued to blame it on our computers. He stayed downstairs to work on his computer, while I took my shower. Then ... I was going to meet him downstairs for the "complimentary breakfast". We missed breakfast ... but it was just bagels or English muffins, anyways.
Why did we miss breakfast, you ask??? Oh no ... our FAIL VACATION isn't done yet.
I jumped in the shower, had problems regulating the heat (as in ... there was no cold water), but continued to shampoo my hair. But ... before I could think about rinsing out the shampoo and putting in some conditioner ... the water stopped. Dead. No water. None in the sink. None in the fancy Jaccuzzi Tub. Nope. I was covered in shampoo, with no way to rinse off. FAIL!!! I called the front desk.
"Oh. I'm sorry. We're having some problems with the water pipes. We have no idea when it will be fixed." "What? You were in the middle of a shower. I'm so sorry."
In the sweetest voice I could muster, I asked, "Could you please ask my husband to come up to the room? He is using the internet in your lobby."
When Jim arrived, I told him of our predicament ... as in, I could be stuck in this nice comfy hotel bathrobe for HOURS ... without breakfast ... without internet access ... But, wait ... maybe there is water some place else in the hotel. I asked Jim to please return to the front desk and ask if they might have a bucket that he could bring me some warm water in from the building with the lobby.
He arrived with a 1/2 bucket of warm water and a 1 gallon jug of water from the grocery store. Am I supposed to rinse off with this "spring water"? Ughhh ...
I rinsed ... dressed ... and did my hair and makeup as quickly as possible. All I wanted was OUT of this crazy "romantic, historic hotel by the sea". Enough!
The "sweet" receptionist agreed to not charge us for our 2nd night (since we were leaving), but she DIDN'T refund us for the NIGHT OF FIASCOS. A $149 FAIL!!!
As for the internet problem, I suggested that maybe they should put routers in each of the buildings, so that the computers could connect to the wireless. She told me, "Oh. We sent someone upstairs, outside your room, to see if their iPhone could connect, since your computers are Macs. And, he had no problem." NEWSFLASH: iPhones do NOT use wireless internet ... they use cell phone lines. FAIL!!!
Okay. We are OUT OF HERE! But, where should we go? We have no internet to find any place else.
Let's head down the road to the cute little town of Poulsbo, where Mama LOVES to shop. Papa had never been shopping there with me, so he was looking forward to shopping, and the bakery. As we pulled into town, we realized that it was 11:30 and we hadn't eaten breakfast. We drove through town, looking at hotels and restaurants, trying to decide if we were going to eat breakfast or lunch. I finally said, "Let's just go downtown to the "quaint" little shops and the bakery." Yea. Great plan! No. Friday was January 1st ... a Federal Holiday ... and this quaint little shopping town was locked up tight. On a 4 day weekend??? You've got to be kidding?! No.
Kristen ... your town FAILED me ... and I was planning to call you and ask if we could go out for coffee ... or rather, go out for mochas. (Maybe next time.)
Jim says, "Let's catch another ferry, and go over to a different quaint little town to go shopping." I had never been to this little town to shop, but Jim had gotten his Master's Degree there, 10 years ago, so he was looking forward to showing me around his favorite little town. Now, of course, we have already traveled by way of 2 ferries and we've gone over 2 major bridges. Jim's "quaint little town" was across another body of water ... requiring a 3rd ferry ride (for those of you that don't regularly ride ferries ... they aren't cheap). And ... we were then heading in the complete opposite direction of home. The following day would take us up the interstate, over another bridge to another island, and on to our 4th ferry. So much for "staying close to home" and "not driving very far".
Guess what?! The 2nd "quaint little town" was also closed for the holiday. FAIL!!! Looks like we'd better head to the Big City.
We arrived in Big City and saw a Holiday Inn Express sign. I was ready for quality and consistency, with amenities. No more quaint and romantic for me. I was so excited, as I knew that the Holiday Express was next door to the Old Spaghetti Factory. Jim didn't know there was one in this city, so he was excited to eat dinner there. (I waitressed at the Old Spaghetti Factory in another city, for 6 years ... 20 years ago. So, we enjoy stopping by one now and then, for memories sake.) Okay ... we THINK we've hit the jackpot. But ... the hotel was under construction ... and the restaurant was closed for the holiday. FAIL!!! We were seriously laughing! What else could we do?
Down the street, we saw a nice hotel, and I hurried in to see if they had any vacancies. I was ready to pay $200/night if I had to, for quality and comfort. Yes, they had rooms available. And ... for only $99 we got a King Bed ... a complimentary "Managers Reception" in the evening (with snacks, soups, and drinks) and a complimentary full-buffet, hot breakfast in the morning. And ... there was wireless internet in the lobby AND in the room. Yippee! Nope ... it wasn't quaint or romantic, but I've made up my mind ... I'll take quality over quaint any day.
I went shopping in the Big City, while Jim worked on his sermon. And I got some GREAT deals at Kohls. We had dinner at a reputable Mexican Restaurant (no more greasy burgers), and we relaxed in our modern and comfortable hotel room afterwards.
We had a great time away. We laughed a LOT. And we know what type of vacation we'll be looking for the next time we are BLESSED with a couple of days away. Thanks Vicky!
Not only did Vicky "watch" my kids ... but she homeschooled them, as well. They got a LOT of school work done. Good job!