I departed the Quad Cities Thursday, September 17th. I had planned on leaving the day before, but my left foot had taken on the appearance of a Smithfield ham with 5 Vienna sausages attached to it. (Etiology unknown.) Since my physician had recommended that I not travel, especially alone, I decided to wait another day before leaving in hopes that the swelling would miraculously subside over night, lessening my guilt of ignoring the doctor's orders. No such luck. With the help of Bugs, I loaded up the truck with vacation essentials. I wish I were the type of person who could take one small piece of luggage containing a couple of t-shirts, some shorts, flip-flops, a change of undies and a swimsuit, but ...... I'm not. Two large plastic bins were stuffed with bed linens, towels, my favorite cook ware and foodstuffs. One suitcase held my clothes, another was full of personal hygiene products, books, maps, makeup (why I ever pack makeup is beyond me ..... in over 20 years, I've never worn makeup on the Outer Banks), laptop, phone charger, cooler, etc.
With everything neatly stowed away in the truck, a full tank of gas and an empty bladder, I was ready to roll. A final kiss for Bugs & Addie Maude and I headed out of town!
Since I was departing a day later than planned, I hoped to drive as far as possible the first day. My goal was to reach Beckley, West Virginia by nightfall. The next morning, I would do some power shopping at Tamarack, probably the best place to shop along the route to the Outer Banks. Tamarack showcases West Virginia's artisans. Furniture, clothing, pottery, artwork, music, books, food, quilts ...... if it was made in WV, it's probably available here.By the time I'd reached Louisville, KY, I knew I'd never make it to Beckley. After driving only 8.5 hours and 530 miles, I realized I was just too tired to continue. Disappointed in my dismal mileage total for the day's travel, I pulled into a Days Inn in Mt. Sterling, KY.
If you are ever in the vicinity of Mt. Sterling (whose claim to fame appears to be October Court Day, a flea market that evolved from colonial times), do NOT, I repeat, do NOT stay at this Days Inn. This was the filthiest, grimiest motel room in which I've ever stayed. Had I not been so tired, I can assure you that I would have been back at the front desk, demanding a refund post haste upon viewing my night's lodging. The carpet was heavily stained and pocked with cigarette burns. The bed spread and blanket were in similar condition. I ended up unpacking my beach towels and sleeping on those. As I showered the next morning, I tried to avoid the mold and mildew on the shower walls and curtain. It was flat out gross.
I wrote to the Days Inn corporate offices and received this:
Dear Lynnea,
Thank you for taking the time to bring your concern to our attention andallowing us the opportunity to address your needs. We are sincerely sorry to hear we did not provide you with an excellent Days Inn experience. You can count on our team to help resolve your concerns. To assist you in reaching a resolution, I've informed the Mt. Sterling, KY general manager of the situation. The general manager will contactyou within 7 business days.
As a company, we're committed to delivering a great experience every time you stay with us, and I sincerely apologize this did not happen in this case. If for some reason your concern is not resolved, please contact me directly at DaysInncares@wyndhamworldwide.com and I will personally helpaddress your needs.
Lynnea, please know that we truly appreciate your feedback and theopportunity to respond to your concerns.
Count on me, Jenna Hughes
Ha. They think I'm going to return to see if my concern was resolved? I don't think so.
I was on the road by 9 o'clock - this would be a long drive. 630 miles and nearly 11 hours. I was not looking forward to the journey.
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