We had a great trip, but as always, I found a few things that disturbed me…so I thought I would share! LOL.
While we were on our lovely vacation in Santa Cruz, every night we put our “Do Not Disturb” sign on our door until we were ready to go out for the day, thus allowing us to hopefully sleep in. When we left for the day, we would remove the sign so that we would have a nice fresh room when we returned at the end of the day. Well, the first morning we did this, and we returned to our room (for a rest) about 4:00 p.m. Our room still was not made up. Hubby and daughter decide to take naps and I am on my laptop (shocking, I know!). I did not put the “Do Not Disturb” sign up, as I figured that housekeeping had made their rounds and we missed the boat. I hear the card key being inserted into the slot and our door opens. I race to the door, lean my head out and there are four housekeepers standing there (one with a crazy eye that freaked me out a little bit). But back to my story….
Now I am trying to be quiet and whisper to them, but of course they did not care. I asked them for towels and coffee, and that’s all I needed. They kept trying to peek in the room. Geez – go away already would ya?
I head back to my laptop and am just entering deep thought (don’t laugh!), when I hear the key card again. Oh good heavens – what now? I hobble to the door (I am extremely sore from all the walking we have done), and it is the “head housekeeper” wondering if we need anything. I tell her they already came by and gave us towels and that we were fine. She insisted on leaving more towels, and scooped up our old towels (including the new bath mat I had just put down). Then she leaves.
The next day was pretty uneventful – our room was tidied when we returned. My daughter had to “redo” her bed, as she does not like the way the sheets are tucked too tightly into the bed. This reminds me a bit of George Costanza from Seinfeld.
When we travel, I always bring a little baggie of Coffee Mate and a little baggie of sugar, and usually some extra coffee. Hotels rarely leave enough coffee for hubby and me (or they leave two regular pouches and two decaf pouches). So I had all of these items set neatly on the counter, and I wanted a cup of coffee in the afternoon. I made my cup, then realized the bag of sugar was nowhere to be found. Huh? I ask hubby and he hasn’t seen it. It was a big mystery and it was never found. Who takes a baggie of sugar? Seriously. Who? I open the little container that contains little sugar packets (provided by hotel) and of course, housekeeping hadn’t refilled the sugar. UGH.
On our second morning on vacation, I was awoken by LOUD, HIGH PITCHED, BLOOD CURDLING screams. No, there wasn’t a murder taking place, but a rather unhappy child in the room next door. They must have checked in while we were out late the previous night. Somehow hubby and daughter manage to sleep through it all. The walls were paper thin, and I could hear everything loud and clear. I did not hear a parent trying to calm this child at all. We leave the room later and return in the afternoon. Now the child is screaming again. Not crying, just screaming….for…no…apparent…reason. I try to ignore it, but just become more annoyed. It was just SO LOUD and went on FOREVER! I am not saying they shouldn’t be able to enjoy their vacation, but at least make an effort to quiet the child. All I heard the mom say was, “Can you scream a little louder???”. Yeah, that is going to quiet the child. Geez.
Our hotel was right on the beach, which was lovely! But about 1:00 a.m. one evening/morning, I heard loud shrieks, and I went to the balcony to see what the commotion was. There were three teen girls running around the beach and chasing the seagulls. I think these girls just might have been intoxicated.
ALL IN ALL:
Our trip was wonderful. The rooms were gorgeous, the view was breathtaking, and sitting on the balcony each morning and evening was heavenly.