Many years ago, when my husband was on the traveling Archery circuit, we went to a Triple Crown Shoot in Fulling, NY. The only place we could find to stay was a little motel in town. Thank God we were the first of the archers to arrive. Our room had 2 beds WITH sheets, a lamp WITH a shade, and a working toilet. The room reeked of old cigarettes, but we couldn't find an ashtray or any evidence of cigarettes around. I didn't shower for 3 days because of the grungy bathtub. We eventually found that someone had used the little bedside table between the beds for an ashtray.
The next couple to arrive had one bed WITH sheets and one bare bed, a working lamp with a torn up lampshade. The next guy to show up had 2 bare beds and a bare lightbulb. The next to arrive had one bare bed and no working lamp.
The lobby smelled of foreigh food, which I usually have no objection to, however, this didn't smell at all edible. It also had an aquarium so murky I wanted to put the fish out of their misery.
Hubby was gone from early A.M. till night, so not wanting to spend any more time in this hell hole than necessary, I drove out to a really nice mall in Syracuse that had a carousel in it. That Sunday morning, after I drove DH to the shoot, I figured I would go to church, so I followed the signs to a Methodist church. As my luck would have it, there was a sign on the door about their annual "picnic" day, and the place was closed. I had already checked out of the motel, so I had no place to go. I drove around and found a little pond next to a parking lot, locked the van doors, crawled into the back seat and took a nice long nap in the rain. That was the nicest part of the trip, actually.
Denise