When I began writing this post, it was to be humorous. Within the last 15 minutes, I have started to freak myself out!
I love scary movies and horror movies and shows like Criminal Minds. They never scare me.
I stay home alone with no worries.
I have never been in a bad part of town and felt scared.....maybe aware of danger, but never scared.
Tonight, I drove down a long deserted street. I passed a hotel that looked run down....possibly an "hourly" joint...I was relieved to find it wasn't my hotel.
I soon came to my hotel. It looked great from the outside, it looked great in the lobby.
I checked in.
The young boy running the desk said I could have an even better rate than he quoted me over the phone. I was happy. The place seemed very quiet and as he was getting all my personal information, I glanced out the window toward my car.
MY CAR...the only car in the parking lot.
I gathered my things and went to the room. The room was old, but clean....I'm guessing.
I don't travel with my CSI ultra violet light anymore.
I turned to lock the door and chain it....
The only security is a hinged plate that sticks 2 inches away from the door.
"oh good" I thought. "Must make it easier to bust in"
I pulled back the sheet to do my usual inspection for stains and visible grossness. All was good.
I changed clothes to go to dinner. As I was changing, I heard random noises on the other side of the wall. I smiled as I kidded myself that this place was so vacant, it might be like the Bates Motel.
On my way down the dark hall (I noticed the lights were not working), I passed by the pool room.
I had seen the picture of the nice pool on the website and joked on facebook about how I was going to swim laps in the tiny pool instead of running in this area of town. I was curious about how small it really was.
Not only is it TINY but the water is brown and the bottom is stained and in ruins.
When I returned from dinner, I drove the whole parking lot. Not ONE car. Not even a car for the guy at the front desk.
I am now in my room, in an empty motel. I can hear someone clapping or tap dancing down the hall. I occasionally hear the door to the room next to me open and close. I wonder who it is, since there are no cars. The "hourly" hotel lot was packed. I might feel safer there!
I am in appropriate PJs in case my body ends up on the news.