Where to begin with Cincinnati?
The flight there was a'ight. I arrived in Cincinnati around 3:30pm and paid for a shuttle to take me to my hotel and pick me up on Wednesday. We talked about the pickup time for a while because I wasn't sure what time I wanted them to pick me up. I was trying to get an idea for how busy the airport was that early in the morning. My flight left at 6am and the lady at the shuttle counter said they should pick me up at 4am to get me to the airport with enough time to get through security. So finally I agreed to that. Then she told me to wait outside for a shuttle to pick me up and take me to my hotel. When the dude finally showed up he greeted me with a "Hey there Chief!" It kind of threw me off guard but I figured he thought I was Native American and that was just his way of saying hello. Then as I was getting into the van he asked me, "so where to Bling Bling?" I totally didn't get that one since I wasn't all blinged out. The only piece of jewelry that I had on was my watch.
Checking into the hotel was a bit of an ordeal. The girl at the counter couldn't find my reservation so I gave her my confirmation receipt that I had printed from the website. After entering the confirmation number she was able to find the reservation. She read back the details that she had on her screen and said something about having two rooms. I said that I had only requested one room but then she said it wasn't really two rooms but a room with a parlor attached and that someone must have upgraded me. I asked if it was still at the same price as the reservations I made and she said that it would be at the same price.
Then came time to give them a card for security purposes. At least that is what I thought. When I gave them my bank's Visa debit card the girl said that since it was a debit card they would have to run it right away for the full price of the rooms for the entire stay, plus tax, plus $100 a day for "incidentals". I asked her why and she said that was just their policy to make sure they got paid. That really threw me off since a check requisition form was given to the accounting department last month to pay for the room. I asked them if they ever received the check from our accounting department and after doing something for a few minutes she said that they hadn't received payment for the room. I almost shit a brick right there. Luckily I had my credit card so I gave that to them and all was well. She gave me two room key envelopes and one key.
I went up to my room and started calling work to figure out what happened. Of course no one was answering their phone so I had to leave messages. I was hungry so I went out to find a place to eat. I was pretty surprised at how dead downtown Cincinnati was since it was only about 5:30pm. I eventually found an Arby's after wandering around all over. I got a couple of calls while I was walking around and tried to straighten out the check thing but eventually the accounting department said that since I was able to put it on the credit card they were going to wait for me to get back to work before looking into what happened. That kind of sucked for me but there wasn't much I could do since I didn't want to sleep on the streets.
So I took my food and brought it back to my room since the place was kind of shady and I just felt more comfortable in my room. After eating I wanted to check out this "parlor" attachment. I went to the door in my room that I figured led to the attachment, unlocked it, then tried to open it. It wouldn't open though. Then I remember that the girl at the desk told me that I would need the key to access the attachment and that I had gotten to room envelops. I opened the other envelope and it had a room number in it but it was for a room on the floor below. I thought they royally screwed up and gave me an attachment and room on totally separate floors.
Before going back to the lobby though I wanted to check out this other room so I went down a flight of stairs and started looking for the room number. I followed the right sequence of numbers but there wasn't a room with the number on it that was printed on envelope. There was a room where the room with my number should have logically been though, it had a name plate on it that said "St. Nicholas Suite". I put the key card in and sure enough the door opened. When I swung the door open I was kind of taken by the size of the room in front of me. I could see just ahead that there was a living room area with a very high ceiling. I walked all the way in and I could see that it was a very large room with a living area, dining table, and office desk. I also noticed a stairway that led up about one floor. I walked up the stairs and it led to a door that seemed to be exactly where the door from my room would have been. I tried opening it but it didn't open. I forgot that I had locked the door from my room's side before going downstairs. So I had to go back up to the room and unlock the door from the room's side as well. It was the door that led to my room.
I thought there was a serious mistake. This thing was damn huge for a hotel room. I've stayed in suites before in Reno and Vegas but they were just a little larger that your average room in that they had a divider between the sleeping area and living area. Eventually I went down to the lobby and verified that there was no mistake. Well, actually there was a mistake in that i had reserved a King Deluxe room and they gave me a Kind Deluxe suite...and not just a suite but their premiere suite at the hotel. They were booked solid though so they couldn't move me to another room. The lady in the lobby told me to just enjoy the room, which I did. I bought a disposable camera and took a bunch of pictures of the room but I forgot to take pictures of myself playing in the jacuzzi.
Nothing exciting happened in Cincinnati during my stay other than being called "chief" all the time, and "boy", then there was my favorite when someone called out to me with "hey tonto!" Great. I'm not even Native American, I'm Mexican but I don't think that would have mattered much to these people. Oh, there was also this one super hot chick who approached me as I was walking around downtown on Tuesday. She had on a small black dress and high heels. I saw that she spotted me from far away and started heading right for me. When she finally got right up on me she had a heavy accent. By that time I took her for a hooker. She started out with just some chit chat and then asked me if I wanted to see a movie with her. That had me totally confused but I knew I didn't want to see any movie with this crazy chick. She handed me a flyer and that's when I knew she was much worse than a hooker...SHE WAS A SCIENTOLOGIST!!! Hahaha, I made my escape and she disappeared pretty quick.
The only other thing worth mentioning was dinner at The Montgomery Inn. The ribs there are killer!
8:19 a.m. - 2005-09-16
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