I put it down to the hours of fruitless searching online, for somewhere to stay over Easter weekend which is sufficiently holiday-like and didn't require hassle to get to.
There's no other way I can explain why I managed to pay in advance for two nights in a motel just off the main road, at least 30 mins walk from the beach.
It was the kind of place you stay at when you're on the way to somewhere else, rather than the kind of play you stay at for fun.
So we left after just one night, and I didn't even realise that I'd paid in advance for both nights until after we'd stayed that first night, put up with a terrible bed (TLM was in the bedroom on a perfectly good bed, we had a sleepless night on the awful bed with the motion sickness-inducing springs - in the living area), told the manager we were leaving first thing the next morning, wandered around the beach, tried unsuccessfully to get a place closer to the seaside and then finally came home so we could all remedy our respective zombie-like states.
So yeah, I feel a bit ripped off, even though our motel unit was otherwise perfectly nice.
On the upside, we did get to play at the beach, TLM and I collaborated on some fantastic sand drawings (including a satanic sun), and there was plenty of sunshine. Plus, being away made us appreciate our home more and for just a while I stopped wishing my house was such a dump.
It's raining today. Ordinarily I'd hate that, but at the moment I'm glad that our city's water reserves have been boosted (even if just little bit).
2 comments:
Oh Violet how disappointing! It's always hard going somewhere new? That's why we always stay at the same place on hols...
yeah it was a bit. we did actually mean to book a place where we'd been before and really enjoyed = but of course it was all booked up. Popular opinion is that we're having such summery weather people aren't bothering to go to Aus for the sun, resulting in greater competition for local accommodation.
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