I'm staying in the heart of the oil industry in Southern Saskatchewan for a week. There also happens to be a farming convention on at the same time. This perfect storm means that I'm stuck in the only available room in town.
My first impression was walking into the lobby, and I use the term loosely, being hit with the wafting smell of old cigarettes and beer. The second sensation was the soothing sounds coming from the VLT room. Come to think of it, the initial smells did include the slightly desparate stench of gambler sweat. So the front desk girl walked me to my room, past the off-sale room where a lady, and I use the term loosely, yelled out to her friend that she wants to "get stinkin' drunk" ... and she was the person working at the off-sale counter The good news is that I didn't have to go too far, seeing that my room was directly adjacent to the bar. Now for the really disgusting part ... I opened up the door to my room The overwhelming stench hit me like a Mack truck. I know I'm sounding dramatic, but trust me ... it was bad! Really, really bad!!! The smell was a mix of smoke, booze, sweat, definitely musty, and with a hint of urine thrown in for good measure. Did I mention it was bad? OK, I managed to push past the smell, well not really, I'm sitting here typing trying hard not to breath in too deeply, and had my first good look around. I was mostly looking for bugs, but so far have only found a spider in the bathtub. I haven't lifted the lid to the toilet yet ... to scared, but I did find smears (of unknown origin) on the bathroom wall. The decor, and I use the term loosely, is an eclectic mix of furniture from the last 5 decades, topped off with a massive old TV. I won't be watching it though since I'm too scared to pick up the remote ... not kidding. It's got stickies (of unkown origin) all over the buttons. OMG ... as I'm sitting here I just looked up at the ceiling. It's the old 70's popcorn type ceiling. Well now I know where the spider came from. It's covered with webs. Seriously, how do they pass any kind of industry inspections ... or is there even such a thing for hotels??? There's also a smoke detector on the ceiling, but you know how old plastic yellows with age ... well this one must be at least 20 years old. I don't have much faith that it's in working order, let alone still connected to an electric supply. I mentioned that I was sitting here typing ... I'm actually lying down on one of the two beds. #1 is unusable as a bed since the matress seems to have lost all it's springs in the middle portion. #2 seems to have some springs left, but I'm pretty sure I'm going to wake up with a back ache. I'm too scared to pull back the covers right now. I figure I'll deal with it once I absolutely have to fall asleep. Folks, I'm really freaked out here. Seriously! If there's any bright spots with my room, I'd have to say it's that I'm bumped up against the bar ... and it's particularly roudy tonight ... well truthfully I have nothing to compare it to, so it might actually be a quiet night. Either way, it will help keep me awake, delaying the inevitable point at which I'm going to have to crawl under the covers.
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