Don and I rarely stay at chains. We love the fun of "one of kind" historic hotels and "quirky-retro" motels. But on this road trip, we were looking for safety with our stays, not fun.
We made our route as direct as possible and Deming, NM was our first stop. At our Holiday Inn Express, I was glad to see the reminder signs for masks. There were cups for sanitized and dirty pens and there were bottles of hand sanitizer. The added plexiglass seemed a little random... some here, none there. Oh well.
Uncomfortable Check In
Our check in host wasn't very friendly, but maybe that was because her face covering made communication difficult.
Or maybe I was frustrated that she didn't have a first floor room for us, after I'd requested. Or maybe her drooping mask made me nervous.
I really didn't like it in the morning when I spotted 7 people checking out without masks.
I stood way back and approached when they left. The 2 women behind the counter didn't pull up their masks, which hung below their chins. Asthma was the excuse of one. I filed a complaint later, but I'm not encouraged.
In the Room
The second night we were at a Marriott owned hotel in San Bernardino, CA. Marriotts have a good record for Covid protocol.
We got a first floor room, so no awkward dances with others waiting for elevators. I was more skilled at "disinfecting" our room the second day. I tried not to overdo, but still needed to open windows and wait for the fog to lift. Then it was time for our hideous "picnic" feast. So lame! I guess we could have ordered pizza, but we were cutting down on people interaction.
By the third night, we at least knew what to expect. Another Marriott owned hotel, in Sacramento this time. The parking lot was jammed with old cars. We noticed many of the guests seemed to be long term residents. Evicted during pandemic? There was an odd feel to the place and I was glad we were just there for the night.
After 3 nights, I was sort of used to the signs. Seeing masked people in a hotel, no longer seemed so odd. I also no longer assumed every person would comply with the signs. I learned to steer clear.
People are ridiculous. Now I see why I've enjoyed being a hermit for months. It's an unpleasant surprise to realize how many people in the world just do not care about anyone but themselves.
Cancer to Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 17, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!