Originally posted by: Robert Dietz
I am a bit spoiled. The folks at The Aztec once tried to rent me a room without a door...and with a dude sprawled out where the door should have been. I said,"I don't require much, but I really do need a door." Call me spoiled.
So my point is that trying to make things tolerable for a traveling companion isn't so much being spoiled as doing a little micro-planning that's part of the fun of the trip itself.
Me? I got in late a couple of years ago -- post midnight -- and rather than pay for a room, I decided to sleep in the rental car in the parking lot of The Orleans. Two issues. First, it was during the grasshopper invasion. Second, it was July and a hundred degrees at night. So I had the option of cracking the windows and being inundated with grasshoppers or lying down in a stifling car. As I said, call me spoiled.
Wow your Aztec story is amazing.