Thoughts from being stuck in a hotel room in Hell-A

I am back from a quick weekend visit down to the Orange County to visit with the Grandmas which is always important to do even though it means a visit to Hell-A, but family is important.  Both Cinna’s grandma and mine are doing well despite both being in their nineties!  My grandma Rita, all 4 feet 10 inches of her is 97!

Since the plan was a simple up and back, Saturday morning flight and back Sunday afternoon, I elected not to carry along the laptop.  No reason to do so since we were going to be busy, plus I did have my iPhone to keep me in contact with email and sports scores.

We flew down on Saturday out of the new San Jose terminal (nice!), arrived at John Wayne Airport, got our rental car, grabbed some lunch, and then headed to Cypress.  We had a great visit with Cinna’s grandmother Anne who is turning 90 next week.  During dinner with the family, my cell phone started vibrating like crazy.  After the third incident in five minutes, I realized someone was really trying to get a hold of me. It was a number in Cypress.  It was our hotel. Weird.

It turns out that there was no room for us at the Inn despite our two month old reservation, which just furthers my god complex.  An alternative room had been reserved at a location only six miles away.  It turned out to be a long six miles.  It turned out to be over eight miles.  And a place located next to busy and noisy Interstate 5.  And they tried to put us in a smoking room.  By this time, Cinna was ready to rip the clerks head off.

And to top it all off, somewhere along the way Cinna either got food poising or a very nasty 24 hour flu bug.  When we got to our room, she was really sick.  Regardless of what it was, she was up sick all Saturday night, which meant I also was up — and awake — and in a hotel room — with crappy television channels — with a limited amount of battery life on my iPhone  — and no laptop.

So I broke out pen and paper and recorded the following thoughts and observations in no particular order or reason:

• LA local news features lots of big breasted females.
• It is hard to get comfortable on a hard mattress.
• Puke smells bad especially mixed with cake.
• I like Daniel Craig as James Bond.  He is now my favorite actor to play him.
• Headline News spent way to much time on Bristol and Levi (see my Less Smarter rant).
• Driving in LA means going fast.
• My iPhone battery life sucks.
• Our rental car had a iPhone connection – very cool – if I had brought along the cord which was in my laptop case.
• If I had my laptop, I would have been stoked with the free wi-fi.
• My wife is funny when she is sick.
• I kept chuckling about there being “no room in the inn” for us.  My wife was not as amused.
• Television sucks in LA as bad as it does in Santa Cruz.
• Hotels are just noisy.
• Room service prices are just wrong.
• It would suck to be a hotel clerk having to deal with people who are pissed about having to change hotels.
• Fuck you Homestead Studio Suites Orange County – Cypress