From the Econo Lodge Inn & Suites website.
There's no on-site parking. The metres open up at eight in the morning, so one is obliged to crawl from the tender embrace of sleep, pull on boots without socks and in one's pajamas and overcoat, sprint to the car to buy a parking ticket. Then one must chat up the front desk, apparently. (One didn't sign on for that.)
The Econo Lodge website promises Wireless Internet in All Rooms. And it's true--they do have a router and a WiFi network. It just isn't accessible from the second floor. Does management know this? Oh, sure! Just use one of the other networks.
Never mind you have to pay through the nose to use them. Never mind that your 24th hour expires at midnight, even if you purchased access at 9:55. (We're requesting a reimbursement for this purchase. Let's see if they don't knock $45 off our bill.)
Because the outlet in the washroom wouldn't work, and wouldn't reset, the hairdryer wouldn't work. We couldn't take it off the wall to plug it in elsewhere. Poor Viki, she'd already wet her hair in anticipation of stepping out!
I requested a room change and I was told "you've been in the room for a long time." After pushing for better service, I was to "call back when my shift is over." Great!
Viki took charge of the situation and, like a champ, got us another room. (My hero!!) We had to go get the key. It was right off the lobby, through a charming little locked corridor that led to two rooms. It smelled like god knows what--body odour? Whose body smells like that?--and looked a lot like a place Buffalo Bill might secure hide for the sleeves of his ladycoat. I'm pretty sure people were loudly @!$%#ing in the room across the hall.
Okay, look. I know the drill. Your regular customers aren't usually so demanding. They don't normally stay much longer than an hour or two, anyway--hardly enough time to figure out all the @!$%# that is wrong with your business. Consider this the termination of my patronage.
Upgrade your god damned blankets. I can't sleep in plastic.
My first scathing review. Got something to say about it? Wait until my shift is over.
I'm waiting for a review of this enterprise:
I heard they blow, and not in the good way either.
I'm thinking more along the lines of crack whores versus actual hookers.
How would a rating system for that work? One tit up? Two tits up?
I'm blushing now - i can't believe i wrote that... and sober too..
I was a little surprised myself. ;)
The corporate offices would probably appreciate an email with a link to this article :)))
I think Viki is on that, guru.
Just wait until you try getting back out of Canada!
Yeah, I hear it's a full body cavity search. DHS just doesn't want to look stupid in case you're hiding a terrorist. :o)
They didn't even ask me to declare anything. This is the last time I don't smuggle bodies across the border. Period!
Well, at least it wasn't a total loss. ;)
Maybe so. I wouldn't know.
Lauhal, I swear I think I love you.
Ha! I swear I think it's mutual. :)
Now, if only we manage to get you to come out to play....
; )
A terrific recommendation!
Sounds like a great place.
Seriously, they should have paid you to stay in that dump.
With all those amenities who needs Wifi?
:D
Given the location, I'm not too surprised by your experience. What a horrible way to spend a night. Sorry from Canada.
It's OK, butterfly. I mean, the place is called Econo Lodge. You can't expect much. But, to be fair, if they were born to disappoint, they shouldn't get customers' hopes up with empty promises like "Free Wireless Internet!"
It's all better now. We're in a new hotel, and the room is about 3 times the size of the room in the Econo Lodge. There's plenty of free and accessible wifi. We have a view.
Attagirl!, see how quickly you can turn things around?
The @!$%#ty night before actually makes the improvements now that much enjoyable right?
[goes back to hitting head with hammer]
!!!
...made perfect sense to me, Martin. See you on the flip side!
There's a very old joke about someone hitting themselves on the head with a hammer and when asked why states the motivation for it is that it feels so good when they stop.
So it can be with Hotels.
Anyway, I'm a vague guy who, due to various probabilities can sometimes seem devastatingly astute.
This was not one of those times.
Tell you what though kiddies, the tropics rock in wintertime.
I envy you, but I have skates. So :P
The tropics rock pretty much anytime, as far as I'm concerned.
However, being in Toronto in the wintertime gave me a fantastic excuse to purchase a really amazing new coat. Actually, it's not new. It's old. With a fur collar and cuffs. And it's warm as hell.
Oh. I get it now.
You have to try harder next time. Get a running start.
Considering the size of our first room, running starts were not an option.
Throwing one's self against the wall might have worked, in an attemp to dislodge the hairdryer from the wall.
But it was way easier to change hotels.
This is true but sometimes the situation takes over and becomes a mission. The murdered hair dryer should be "delivered" to the manager as a message, for starters.
Here in Canada, we refer to those places under the generic title of M(H)otel Sucks.
I don't live by many rules, but one of them is:
If a motel has bars in the windows, I find somewhere else to sleep.
I liked the bars. They prevented anyone from driving off the road, through the window, and onto my bed.
This is the best simile I have ever read. Ever.
Hehe. Thanks, Clif! It was, of course, natural and apparent as soon as I stepped through the door.
And how is it that you lucked onto this disaster? Did you book online ahead of time, figuring "how bad could an Econo be?" Or did you just stop at the first lodging you found when nightfall approached? And NOTHING tipped you off that this was maybe not the kind of place you nice girls wanted to be?
First of all, I would write a sharp letter to Econo headquarters, telling them about the shabby physical plant and poor service etc. This place does not deserve to be part of a chain. It may surprise you that even Econo has some standards.
Second, I would go to Yelp and write up a review of this location (not sure if they have Canadian locations offhand, or just US locations). Yelp.com is getting very popular for brief reviews of restaurants/bars and hotel/motel accommodations.
Also next time, I would avail myself of not only Yelp but places like Travelocity. If you sign up with Travelocity, you can search all the listings of hotels in a city, check out not only price but details like online access, free parking, laundry facilities, etc. Having said all that, if driving in the states, you can possibly get away with just winging it and stopping at the visitors centers when you enter a state. They will have info on hotels in the area, give you a booklet of discount coupons, and some even have free phones to the listed lodgings so you can have them hold a room for you. This works better on the major interstate tollways, where they have put a little money into setting up a travelers area, and in the non-peak travel months where you can get better discounts.
Now can I tell my worst motel experience? And it was here in wonderful Minnesota Nice country?
I was winging it. I stopped at a visitor center near the state line. Found less in the way of helpful installations. Did find a good booklet with an exhaustive listing of lodgings for the whole state. Oops, no coupons, oops, lodgings are running more expensive out here. Even the mom and pop places have a high base price.
So anyway, I located a motel just outside the main metro, VERY conveniently located to fun events. Hill View Motel. Sucks. I slept that night OK. Spent a Sunday afternoon at the Renaissance festival down the road, and come back to find that someone had gone thru my personal effects in the container of my sundry items like brush, roll-on, etc etc. Someone had taken the earrings off the card and apparently decided that they were not worth anything at a pawn shop(?). I complained to no effect.
In the morning I realized that my portable radio and headset were gone. So then I complain to the front desk again. Call the police to make a complaint. So it is on the record anyway. And checked out.
Have complained to several places -- to the offices of the directory that listed them, to assorted consumer offices and a consumer travel writer, who told me that in such cases, the hotel is more likely to be believed. So no redress, no punishment of any kind like getting dropped from the directory or whatever.
So -- I wrote about them in Yelp. It seems that the consumer is on his or her own in this brave new world of ours. The only source of info and help are the various volunteer or non-profit groups that monitor or record reviews.
Good luck, all ye travelers on the wide open roads.
Whoa. We had reservations. Sorry about your stuff. Getting ripped off at a hotel is the worst. I had a ring (a gift from my Nan!) stolen from a hotel in New York City once...as you experienced, no recourse. That's I'll check out Yelp.com, thanks!
Toronto that Hotel directly in front of the railway station is on the pricy side but old school elegant.
Do you mean the Victoria?
I think so, I'd been working a festival at Nathan Philips square and being put up at the Sheraton, after the bender on the last night it was all i could do to check out and get to the Railway station for the trip home but I just wanted to sleep, my head hurt and my mouth felt like a weasel had pissed in it.
So I looked around and checked into the nearest available, it was $200+ I think, not sure memory,hazy.
It was directly opposite the station.
Royal York. It's one of the former CN hotels, along with the Chateau Laurier, the Fort Garry in Winnipeg, the Bessborough in Saskatoon, the Banff Springs and the Chateau Lake Louise in Alberta (and more). Canadian royalty, really...
Sounds like the result, not the resort.
Royal York's the one. Thanks for the stagger down bilious memory lane
Heh. My college grad was held in the Winnipeg equivalent, the similarly old-school and elegant Fort Garry Hotel.
Hence, I have equally bilious memories, in an equally swanky but faded locale....
BTW, Ryan...we never did get to finish one of our conversations on Saturday, so I wrote it up as an article...
Awwwwwwe! You're the best, Clif!