There is an intimacy found in a hotel room that cannot be duplicated at home. I love the idea of all four of us being in a hotel room for a night or two. Boy almost didn't join us and it would not have been the same even if he acts like an ornery little poop being held against his will. Most rooms are similar with their two beds and bathroom on the side.
If this was our house, I would have killed myself already because there is no privacy and basically we're stuck smelling each other's farts, but as a weekend getaway, it's about as close to camping as I want to get. Another plus to this hotel room is that it was free because of our points with Wife's Expedia account. We checked in around 5:30pm and even though check-out is at 11:00am, Wife asked and we can check out at noon. Two more huge points going for it are that Wi-Fi is free, so I can watch a little porn if I can figure out a way the kids won't see my screen, and free breakfast in the morning, 6:30am-9:30am. I like coming down, eating, then going back to bed for another while.
It had been years since we had enjoyed staying in any type of hotels. We had our RV and that is what we did for overnight entertaining or sleeping at either of our folks' house. Last year we stayed in a hotel going to Florida, and I found it so relaxing, we started doing it more. We found the same hotel line in Corpus, and because I did not have a truck to move my RV, we stayed there a few times.
We just got back to our room, it feels criminal, because we would not do it at home, cranking the A/C to the point of hurting us is a must do, even though we know better. Nothing better than cranking down the temperature into the 60s. Is there a rule that junk food in a hotel room doesn't count? We went and bought enough junk food for a month. We got Oreos, and Cheetoh Puffs, and Gatorades (don't want to cramp up changing channels on the remote), chocolate candies of all kinds, sour patch kids, strawberry Zingers, and beef jerky, to be a little healthy. I just wish we were staying here for two nights instead of one.
I just took a shower, and it has to rank as one of my top three showers of all time. The pressure and the heat were something I haven't felt since the last time I was in our hot tub. I could have made it a little bit hotter, but really, it was almost scalding. Right now, laying in bed typing, I don't feel a knot I've had on my right shoulder for the first time in a good long while. I just stood there and let the water hit me as I slowly moved both shoulders in and out of the force of the water. I knew my shower was timed as one of my little shits would eventually knock on the door. Sure enough, Chubs, hero that he is, came knocking because he needed a tissue to blow his nose. I told him "scram", but the boogers were louder than me. I finally had to concede and open the door to reality.
Wife took my extra pillow, then she is demanding we turn off all the lights. Give a person a little power and watch it go to their heads. Luckily, we check out in the morning.
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