Stuff us in a linen closet why don’t you!
See the last umbrella on the right, well just to the right of that is our suite for our vacation in Santa Monica. Great view, great access to the pool, great patio, great hotel. Oh wait, that is all a big fat lie.
We planned a special trip to California for spring break. Bob, Jill and I were all heading to Santa Monica. We have always stayed at the Santa Monica Loews Hotel, which has a fantastic suite on the pool deck overlooking the beach, that is to die for. You have to reserve this suite well in advance because they only have two of these suites. So when we canceled out trip to LA last fall we rescheduled for spring break and we booked this room. In fact, for me, the hotel room with it’s great view, access to the pool and large private patio was the reason I agreed to go in the first place. I have no reason to go out there but Bob plays tennis in Venice and has a lot of friends to visit. So for me, the hotel is a large part of the vacation and where I will spend most of my time relaxing. The private patio, and ocean view at the Loews is the only reason I said I would go. Are you getting the point I am making here? We are all packed and ready to leave tomorrow and so it was with some trepidation that Bob announced tonight that there was a problem. “Problem? I asked. “Yes” Bob said with the correct amount of fear and concern in his voice. And then he said the words that justified his fear. “They gave our special room away.” YUP. All the scheduling, all the planning and all those confirmations that confirmed that yes, in deedy, we had the room were for naught. They gave away our room. We can have a room that looks just like our suite that is somewhere upstairs with no patio or ocean view and just a bit of a treck to the pool. Well, golly doesn’t that sound inviting? No, in fact it does not. I lived in LA, I wasn’t going out there for any other reason that we had a great hotel room in a great location where I could just relax and hang out. I do not, hear me clearly, I do not want to hang out in some hotel room on the 6th freaking floor with a glimpse of an ocean view. I can do that anywhere, in any city without having to fly across the county. I want the fucking (thank you VP Biden making it OK to use this word in public) room with the patio on the pool deck with the full frontal ocean view that we had confirmed with you. But, you gave our hotel room away. Thank you Loews Hotel, you have ruined our vacation. And further more, you knew how important this particular room was to us as it was noted several times in our reservation, not to mention the emails. We have stayed in the same room 7 times over the last few years. So don’t be throwing the “we didn’t know it was important to you” card on the table. Cause you did. When you gave it away did it ever occur to you to call us or were you just going to wait for us to travel across the country and then surprise us when we checked in? What a freakin disaster that would have been. You knew this room was given away weeks ago. You could have called. You should have called. Now, with one day to go, we call you to check on something and we get an “oh by the way, you can’t have your special room, we gave it away”. Yeah, I am really feeling the “YouFirst” campaign. Right after the person who got my room, so actually I am really feeling more like I am in the “yourlast” program. What are we to do now.? We can’t get tickets anywhere else. The cruises are all booked. The flights are all booked. We were only going to LA because of the hotel’s location on the beach and the special room. And you gave it to someone else. You have ruined our vacation. We don’t know what to do or how to salvage this vacation. You might as well have stuffed us in the linen closet.
Faux Farm Girl, all packed up with no where to go.
Annie