Well, Hello. From Texas.
Boy. I never thought I would write that phrase. But hello. From Houston, Texas.
We have arrived in our new home. All six of us have survived the journey from Washington, DC to Houston, Texas. Intact. Exhausted. Excited. Sad. and Ready.
But this blog isn’t about Texas. This blog is about getting to Texas. Literally. Getting here with two adults, three kids and a dog. Has no one on earth ever travelled with three kids and a dog before? That thought crossed my mind a few times when I tried to book an above average (say better than Motel 6 Hotel) for our cross-country road trip for four days. I sat down at my computer, pulled up my ever trusty tripadvisor.com and typed in each city we would be staying in (Knoxville, Birmingham, Baton rouge and Houston). Granted, these aren’t huge metropolises, but I thought we would be able to find a decent array of accommodations to choose from. Then I had to check the number of persons boxes (number is five) and amenities (pets allowed). Well, our vast array of choices went down to a small handful (if that).
Now, I’ll caveat this by saying I am a bit of a hotel snob. I have a few criteria by which I judge hotels.
#1) The last time it was renovated. If it has that carpet. You know that kind. The one that smells like the 70s. It’s not the hotel for me.
#2) It doesn’t offer free conditioner. Maybe this is a small thing to all the men out there; but I don’t know a woman who doesn’t use conditioner. And all-in-one shampoo conditioner doesn’t count. I need to brush my hair the next day.
#3) It has one bed in one room. I’m sorry but my 5-person-family can’t fit in one bed in one room. Even if we put the baby in the closet (and I’m not above that) we still can’t do it. We need space. And not the living-room or kitchen type space. We need the bed-type space.
So, even with my above average hotel snobbery, it was tough to find hotels between Washington, DC and Houston, Texas. It was mostly due to the dog/large family combo. I’m sure if we had one or the other, it would have been easier. But the dual whammy made it trickier. Luckily the Homewood Suites in each city came to our rescue. And my personal hotel diva got a touch of her inner love in Houston at Hotel Zaza (which, if you are ever in Houston, is absolutely, positively worth a visit).
I guess what I’m saying is I get why Airbnb is so popular. Hotel people, get with the program.