Friday, October 24, 2008

Northward, Part I

We visit Duluth!

I've again found an excellent deal on a hotel, and the clerk, again, feels the need to remind us.

"Do we have a king sized bed?" I ask when we check in.

"Um, no," says the clerk before continuing, unnecessarily. "You paid, let's see, less than ONE THIRD of the going rate. So, no. You'll have two full sized beds."

He hands us a BOGO drink coupon for the hotel bar.

We decide to use it because, as the clerk pointed out, we're "budget" customers.

The bar is in the basement of the hotel. An older lady with dyed hair and an oversized button down serves the drinks. She has a cigarette behind one ear. The DNB orders a Blue Moon, and she serves it to him without an orange slice.

"Well that's an odd request," she comments when the DNB asks for one. We glance at each other.

The place feels like somebody's basement.

A local a few seats down gets animated discussing what a good deal Old Country Buffet is.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You were right. I burned bridges with my stupid writings. I am sorry for what I did to you. I know it isn't enough now, but that's all I can say. I know you'll delete this, but know that I at least apologized.