For our entire stay, Coach remained paranoid that we were going to be busted for housing too many family members in one room. I assured him that the staff had already realized we had ignored fire code. If they hadn't demanded that we buy a second room that first night, then they weren't going to bother.
We had been called out for doing the family-cram in a hotel room once. We flew into Orlando for a visit to Disney World years ago. We opted to stay at a hotel near the airport, since our flight was so late. Why pay Disney rates to just sleep part of a night in a pricey hotel? We hadn't considered the fact that the hotel employees would notice how many there were in our group when we utilized the free shuttle service from the hotel. Oops. At 11:30 at night, we were the only family in the shuttle. Our cover was blown, and so was our budget. The hotel manager informed us we would need two hotel rooms for our brief stay.
I wished I was back in Disney, but alas - here we were in Boston. The second night I awoke to Mini growling at Laddie to leave her alone. His focus the entire trip was to torment her, so this was not a surprise. He was on his phone and aiming the lit up screen at her sleeping face. He was on the pullout with Reggie and she was on an air mattress. Yes, you are not mistaken. Lad is the oldest - the college kid. Don't get me started!
After being awoken by Mini's cries for peace, I noticed how stuffy the room felt. Then I realized I was sleeping in a pool of sweat. The room had transformed into our own private sauna once we had fallen asleep. I got up, messed with the AC, and told Mini to switch places with me. I gave up my spot in the bed, because I knew there was no way I was going to go back to sleep anyway. A bit later, Lad opted to take a shower and leave the
The next morning, we packed up our stuff. I celebrated my last march across the carpet. While the worker bee children hauled our bags downstairs with Coach, I approached the desk. They agreed to take $100 off of our room charge for the second night because of the issue with the AC. I learned that it wasn't just our room. The entire hotel had lost AC.
|Picturesque Boston College|
|The 'Great White' - you can see the paint chip above the passenger door.|
Serving lunch next to the car was easier than distributing food inside the car. As anxious as we were to get to New York where we would drop Lad of at college, we didn't mind taking a few extra minutes before leaving. That's when my tall husband noticed that the hotel valets had given us a lasting gift. There near the roof above the passenger doors of the great white van was a substantial paint chip. Perfect.