One of my old bosses used to work with Bianchi at Fred Meyer. He actually asked her out on a date, but she was married and said no. And wow, I never knew about Old Highway 99. That explains a lot. I always wondered why there was a motel (The Lions Inn) out here by my house, out in the middle of a residential neighborhood.
I loved reading this. Alas it still didn't cure my Fear of Motels Phobia which began when I read an article years ago detailing what forensics revealed in the rooms. *shudder*
As soon as I saw the WHITE duvet and the crisp white sheets, pillows and tons of towels in the Chateau Westport 2 weekends ago I felt better. Being daring enough to use all white gives the impression of cleanliness, at any rate.
My daughter and I stayed in an expensive motel (out of necessity) when Brian was sick a few years ago. It too had the 'white' theme, and I felt better there.
PS: Other people? I don't even go there! I'd never leave my apt! :)
Without a doubt, the worst place I ever stayed was in Worcester Massachusetts on New Year's Eve many, many years ago. I lay fully dressed on top of the bed on a blanket from the car and I didn't shut my eyes all night. It was horrible. I think that was the beginning of my phobia.
I love the old pictures from around Disneyland, Teri! Now that's the way I remember it. We just went there last month and I barely recognized the neighborhood. : ) Ara
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And wow, I never knew about Old Highway 99. That explains a lot. I always wondered why there was a motel (The Lions Inn) out here by my house, out in the middle of a residential neighborhood.
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Do you feel better about a spendier hotel? Wonder if affluent people behave less deviant in their rooms.... >:-] (those are devil horns)
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My daughter and I stayed in an expensive motel (out of necessity) when Brian was sick a few years ago. It too had the 'white' theme, and I felt better there.
PS: Other people? I don't even go there! I'd never leave my apt! :)
Without a doubt, the worst place I ever stayed was in Worcester Massachusetts on New Year's Eve many, many years ago. I lay fully dressed on top of the bed on a blanket from the car and I didn't shut my eyes all night. It was horrible. I think that was the beginning of my phobia.
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