Bad hotel Experiences
For those of you who have never been to Tupelo or for those of you who have but have never had the good fortune of seeing some of the finer establishments, below is a pictorial of our recent trip during the February market. It all started when we called the hotel to get directions and were informed that our room that was reserved 45 days in advance at the Microtel had been given away to someone else. We had a guaranteed reservation and the Tupelo housing office agreed with us. Unfortunately when they guy at the front desk gets a better offer before we show up, there is no room at the Inn and no recourse. So at 9:30 at night we start looking in all the back water towns around Tupelo and end up in New Albany in what is supposedly the last room in a 50 mile radius. It had to be the last room because it hadn’t been rented for at least a year (since the last market when some other sucker lost his room). We should have been concerned when it was found by the proprietor of the motel equivalent to a Motel 6 that lost it’s franchise 10 years ago. We should have been more concerned when that same person said “it has a roof and four walls but that is all I can guarantee you.”
Our first clue should have been : 
Think I’m just trying to be funny? Well here’s what we got…
Here is the beautiful coral bathroom with towel rack and medicine chest missing.
Here was our towel. That doesn’t look so bad until…we had to share it all week! (Size similar to illustration)
The mechanics of this place were great. Fortunately the proprietor turned on the heater before we went
into room. It didn’t help as the beds were frozen solid. It was the first time in at least a year the place
was thawed out. Because of the cold we didn’t have to use the fire alarm or hang up any clothes (since it
was so cold we wore everything we had! I don’t think we could have hung up much with the one hangar.
The name says it all…
An exterior view of the palatial estate
Left, the swimming pool. Right, the owners Lexus that is worth more than the property. It should be when he charges us $60 because it’s market.
I will say it was nice that we didn’t need to set an alarm in the morning. The train promptly arrived bright and early every morning (and every 30 minutes throughout the day!)
Below, Emmet is happy to leave. He’ll miss the porch furniture outside our room though.
Who says traveling isn’t glamorous. For their part, the Tupelo market did feel bad about our experience and comped our room for the next night.
The neighbor pawn shop and the five star breakfast place…
Overall it was a memorable experience…
Think you have a “better” bad hotel experience? Share it below in the comment box and we’ll see whose experience tops as the Most “Memorable” Hotel experience.
