We looked forward to an Overnight getaway Package in our own "Backyard" and enjoyed Great Service Support in rescheduling our visit and on our arrival at the Front Desk. A nice Touch - The parking Fee was waived in light of our Disabled parking Permit and we received the appropriape meal vouchers quite efficiently.
Then the surprises began! Trying to find the right Elevator was akin to dealing with a Halloween Labarynth. Fortunately there were lots of direction signs and even a few shortcuts after a few tries. The Bank "C" Elevators "near" the Lobby seemed to have been installed backwards as we had to keep going arounfd additional corners to finally find the Metal Doors and Up pushbutton. My wife and I debated whether the Architects & Designers were in a Psychedelic state during the design process or in a "Competition of needless, stupid Complexity".
Another neat sign at the apparent Entrance of the Lobby Italian resto, directed us to another distant, unseen set of doors around several corners. And construction was not even finished yet. Blue insulation Bins blocked one of the shorcuts and a section of the Lobby level floor was still hazardly rough concrete.
Our room was large and mostly well appointed with a very comfy bed, Bed side ottomans, but with one sole armchair for resting, reading and relaxing. We did'nt flip a coin! My spouse automatically took possession, given her back problems. Again the designer had assumed that TV should be watched horizintally as the Flat screen faced the center of the King bed and could not be tilted towards the armchair. In any event the TV ignored the remote making me feel even more Video challenged than at our home. The remote even ignored the input of my expert wife.
The technician arrived quite promptly and persisted until he managed to get some results explaining that the TV Unit in our room had been problematic since its installation. He did'nt know why this room was still being assigned to us and the other previous suffering guests.
The clearly-heard hum from the adjacent "Vending Room" promised a convenient source of Ice to help us celebrate our Video Success, but this was not to be! The space next to the Pop/Soda machine was vacant despite the wall plug and plumbing pipes sticking teasingly out of the walls. I concluded that they had used up all their Signs on the Lobby floor as there was no clue as to what way I should turn. I valiantly made a choice, got lost a few more times, found the unused surplus corners and hallways that could'nt be fit in on the Main floor and fortunately arrived back where I had started from: the Vending room next to ours. My wife was still there; expectantly glass-in-hand. I got another dial tone , reached the polite, helpful front desk person who advised me that the Ice Machines were only located on the "Odd" floors. I concluded that the 10th Floor was'nt "Odd Enough" despite its many twists and turns and went down to the 9th - quite similar to our own floor- Except for the presence of an Ice Machine. It made the familiar noises when I pushed the button, and I triumphantly made my way back to our floor and our room without incident. Oddly, my wife did'nt share my Pride and turned her attention to Dr Phil. We imbibed, prepared for supper, turned the lights out and left for our Dinner to the pleasnt sound and colorful light of the Flat-Screen we cautiously choes to leave on.
When we returned to our room, our TV had been hijacked by Election experts, suits and talking heads which in turned agreed and disagreed with one another. We went to sleep not knowing in which direction Democracy would triumph on the other side of The Falls.
At 6 AM, the next morning, we were rudely awakened to the sound of a very noisy Clock-Radio. I chivalrously made my way to the other side of the bed, groped for the source of the noise, marvelling at how such a tiny appliance could possibly emit so much noise and poked at it hoping to find the OFF Button. I did'nt find it and mywife advised me that I should be doing something about it. I found the Buton of the bed-side lamp and poked at it too - again without success. Then I remembered that I had turned it off at the master wall swicch next to the door.
I found the clock-alarm's Power Cord followed it to the wall swich behind the bedside table and yanked it out. The loud aggravating noise did'nt stop. Neither did the alarm.
By then I was mch less sleepy and concluded that the noise did'nt come from the little box which no longer told me what time it was. Rather it seemed to come from the ceiling. Then a Voice replaced the Buzzer and came on advising that a Fire Alarm had been set off on the 17th Floor and that its occupants along with the guests of the 16th and 18th Floors should leave using the Emergency Exits rather than the Elevators. No longer Funny, but now scary.
The Instructions were quite clear for the Guests who used the other Bank of Elevators we had passed many times, but far too silent as to what action, if any, we should take. Should we assume that they would Tell Us if we too should leave. I looked out the window and could'nt see anything - either threatening or reassuring- just the many lights of The Casino. I did'nt want to gamble, so I called the front desk for guidance and reassurance. Neither of these were available and we were disconnected. My wife looked at me for guidance and reassurance. I could'nt offer either nor could I disconnect. I went back to the window. A small Fire truck with no ladders pulled up in front of the Hotel.
The Voice in the ceiling confirmed what I had seen. I looked out the door and did'nt see or hear anyone beyond the various corners. I wondered if we were alone on our floor ar if all the neighboring guests were catching up on the election results. I then wondered if the guests on the affected floors had been able to find the Emergency stairwells or were still going and looking around various corners.
We checked out returned home, retrieved our Yorkie from our neighbour and Checked our calendar. The next break in our dull Retiree Routine is on Monday December 3rd.'12. At the same hotel, I think. I won't mention it to my wife just yet. Our lock Radio, TV's and remotes are working just fine
Sometimes you get more excitement than you, deep down, really want
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