Motel Blues

I’ve been having issues with motel rooms lately. When I was at the Pioneer down in Laughlin last week I ended up in a room with a connector door, the kind that lets you expand a room into two. They put a couple of teenage kids in the other room and all these boys did was watch TV with the volume up, which poured right through the double doors, into my space.

Tonight I checked into the Super8 in Logan, UT and they gave me the first room on the bottom floor. Cool, right next to the ice machine, the pool and hot tub, and the breakfast room. Also right next to the pool generator room which blasted out a stupid hum through the wall. By the time I noticed it, I was all settled in and not about to change rooms. What to do?

I came up with a solution that blows even my old mind. I hooked my Amazon Echo up to the motel wifi and used my Amazon Fire tablet to teach her a new skill: how to play background noise. I’m now listening to waves crashing on the beach, loudly, with little gurgling sounds as the water rushes back out. Fills the whole room with sound and I can’t hear the pool machine. Man, sometimes I just love myself…

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