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[nolly]

Safely arrived in Lebec, where I'm staying at a Ramada Limited -- rapidly becoming one of my favorite hotel chains. Free WiFi, in-room fridge, and properties with some personality -- not 5-star rooms, but better than the average cheap motel by a long shot. Well, that's been true at the ones I've stayed at so far, anyway. I had actually booked a room at a Best Western a bit further north (though not as much further as I'd thought), but either AAA or I goofed up, and what I thought was a non-smoking reservation wasn't. So they called over here, where a lovely non-smoking room was available, and here I am.

Sometime this afternoon, an odd thing happened: a noise, somewhere between a stomach rumble and the buzz of a vibrating cell phone, came from my abdomen -- and 75 or 80% of the pain vanished. I assume some muscle(s) were in spasm and released, or something like that. The drive seems to have brought back a bit of it, and I'm still somewhat bruised and tender, but much better now, and some heat and reat will probaby help.

I forgot to pack my swimsuit, but have acquired an extra, so I can hot tub at con, should I so desire (and I probably will!)

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[postrophe.livejournal.com]

You lucky connage-getting person! (Wishes I coulda gone...)

Enjoy...
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[jbriggs.livejournal.com]

Ramada Limited -- rapidly becoming one of my favorite hotel chains.

Stay away from the Ramada Limited in Mountain View then. Its why I don't do Ramadas any more.

[nolly.livejournal.com]

What was the problem, and how long ago was it? The ones I've stayed at have been nothing but pleasant.

[jbriggs.livejournal.com]

To be honest, this was the only Ramada Limited stay that was less than satisfactory. It started when I checked in and the registration person was in a cage. The room itself was dingy, and when I tried to use the phone it, outside dialing was disabled. I had to go to the office and leave a credit card imprint in order to use the phone. To top it off, my cousin (works in Burlingame) called and was given the run-around, even though she knew I was there and in what room number. SHE even complained about the motel. The final straw was the $150 a night rate.

It was the last time I let the company travel office book a hotel for me.