I spent a few days in Chicago last week, indulging in another round of “This City’s Baseball Team is Also Better Than the Mets.” As much as I enjoyed the trip, I couldn’t help dredging up my old complaints about my lodging options. Hotels these days are like transaction fees; the more you see them, the less sense they make.
Sometimes, for instance, hotels occasionally show a ridiculous amount of faith in us. They provide us free Bibles, after all. They replace those travel-size shampoos, soaps and conditioners so quickly I have to allocate a few extra pounds in my suitcase just so I can get them all on the flight home. One look around the shower or tub reveals little in the way of extra caulking, yet the cleaning staff always pulls the shower curtain outside the tub. This allows the water to run to the floor in giant pools as if they’re daring us to flood the room below. They seem to trust we’ll remember to pull that curtain inside the tub, but few of us deserve that trust.