Hotels are dreary, but sleeping outside in an alley is even worse...

how nice, my pillows are plump and quite fresh looking, oh look, my soap is so cutely wrapped in it's own little paper coat, ah, the fridge is pretty nice, except for the fact that it is completely empty...hotels are such fine places to stay, for a little bit of money they will take you in, feed you breakfast and offer you 1 oz. bottles of shampoo that are nearly never enough to properly wash your hair with.

I just love how you have to cart all your luggage up, and of course, each hotel has it's own little quirks....this hotel's elevators were especially nice.

When I say nice, I am saying it in a slightly sarcastic manner, but go ahead, if you think they are still nice after I have described them, feel free to call them that and make them your BFF's.

Normally what happens when I push the elevator button, after a few minutes one comes down and takes me to my destination....but these elevetors were obviously brought up like normal elevators. It wouldn't have been so bad except that they had little screen aboves the elevator doors that showed you what floor they were on and which way they were going next.

So me and my dad are waiting in the lobby, the dolley full of all our suitcases patiently straddled between us, and both of us are looking up at the screens thinking, "oh good, that elevator is only at the 2nd floor, it should be here pretty quick then..." and we wait, it remains at the 2nd floor. the 2nd elevator is at the third floor, but it starts to travel down, so me and my dad move to dolley towards that one and get it perfectly set up and ready to go when that elevator decides that it's going back up again. we look back at the first one and it's STILL at the second floor. what is going on? I mean, come on, how hard is it to pick up some people in the lobby?

After what seemed like hours of waiting, we finally got one. as I was standing in it, going up I had this sudden vision on a little boy who had obviously had too much chocolate and was driving his parents insane and finally they said, "henry, why don't you go run around the hallways, just try and not be too loud so you don't annoy any of the other people in this hotel okay?" and then they shoved that brat child out of their room and promptly sighed in relief. meanwhile, little henry ran off down the halls wondering what on earth he could do when he came across the elevators. I saw this obnoxious little kid grinning with delight and then running towards the down button and pushing it. he would stand there and patiently wait for the elevator to arrive and then it opened it's door to little henry he would positively squeal with glee. he would clutch his sides to keep from laughing so hard and just when the door had finally closed he would count to 5 and then push the button again. that little child did not even stop to think that someone would be in the lobby ready to throttle someone because there were no elevators...