"Quality" Inn??

All goes well on the road ...until we decide to find a hotel room for Saturday night, so we can break the trip up over 2 days.  Being the smart shopping, budget concious, penny pinching (yeah, yeah - cheap) gal that I am, I grab some of those free promotional brochures with lodging coupons in them at the Virginia welcome center. Call two places and neither will honor their coupons...surprise, surprise.

Yeah...think I will try Travelocity. Type my request in and can book a room 25 miles away for $75.  Sold!

We check in, make 4 trips from the car to the 2nd floor with our stuff, the dog's stuff and the dog.  After being on the road for three hours since the last rest stop, I'm doing the dance.  "Jim! why isn't the tank cover on the toilet? And why isn't there any water in the bowl?"  He figures they made some repairs and forgot to put the toilet back together - turns on the water, puts the cover back on, flushes a few times and all is good.

Jim goes to the bathroom an hour later and there's an inch of water on the floor.  Guess we now know why the toilet was 'OOO'.

Run around the entire builiding to the front desk and explain the situation. He's a young kid and looks a bit dumbfounded. Puts us in the room next door.

Make four more trips moving all of our stuff to the next room. Get stuff put away. I head to the bathroom for a shower.  "Jim, your turn to call the front desk"  Yup. Bathroom floor is covered with water.

We get moved AGAIN to the next room down the line. I head to the bathroom immediately to be sure there are no plumbing issues. Looks good! Oh, except for the big spider in the corner. I go to step on it and it jumps - yes, JUMPS, under the door. Freaked out, I am looking for it when Jim comes over and needs tissues. I tell him about the spider and he says he has his own insect issues (hence the tissues). Sure enough there are some weird-ass beetle type things on the wall, the door, the window...

OMG!!  Call the front desk AGAIN. Tell the kid he can come up and see for himself that we are NOT lunatics who are hallucinating.  At this point, he probably wants to send us to the Days Inn across the street, and I would gladly go. 

We are moved into our 4th room of the evening...3 hours later I can take a shower and wait for Dominos to deliver.   Can't really say I recommend the Quality Inn in Staunton, VA.