Had a well-needed rest at this hotel on march 4. For a budget hotel I was impressed by the extravagantly stylised front lobby and awed by the inviting (Olympic sized!) swimming pool beckoning night-time bathers with sassy fluorescent lights. A few things I found “off” upon our late-night arrival (technically 3.am) but I’m a magnet for supernaturaI occurrences - I should have noted that we rolled in during what is commonly known as ‘The witching hour.” On our way to to park the car in the driveway entrance lobby we were stuck behind a feral looking, deathly pale man unloading belongings from a taxi. He sported a ragged leather trenchcoat and 90’s FUBU jeans hung low about his waist. He sweated profusely as he coaxed the withered husk of what was once a women in her 20’s out. Strands of matted, bleached blonde hair clung to her face and a spiderweb of mascara ran down her hollow cheeks . I’ll never forget the death-stare he gave as we asked him to let us through - massive veins bulging from the sides of his unevenly shaved head. Not long after this encounter, we ran into him again, this time in the lobby, but with a SHOTGUN wrapped in a bath towel, headed to the room it appeared they would be moving into. An uncommon sight in my world..though probably not in the sunshine state! It was unnerving when we found ourselves...Had a well-needed rest at this hotel on march 4. For a budget hotel I was impressed by the extravagantly stylised front lobby and awed by the inviting (Olympic sized!) swimming pool beckoning night-time bathers with sassy fluorescent lights.

A few things I found “off” upon our late-night arrival (technically 3.am) but I’m a magnet for supernaturaI occurrences - I should have noted that we rolled in during what is commonly known as ‘The witching hour.”

On our way to to park the car in the driveway entrance lobby we were stuck behind a feral looking, deathly pale man unloading belongings from a taxi. He sported a ragged leather trenchcoat and 90’s FUBU jeans hung low about his waist. He sweated profusely as he coaxed the withered husk of what was once a women in her 20’s out. Strands of matted, bleached blonde hair clung to her face and a spiderweb of mascara ran down her hollow cheeks . I’ll never forget the death-stare he gave as we asked him to let us through - massive veins bulging from the sides of his unevenly shaved head.

Not long after this encounter, we ran into him again, this time in the lobby, but with a SHOTGUN wrapped in a bath towel, headed to the room it appeared they would be moving into. An uncommon sight in my world..though probably not in the sunshine state!

It was unnerving when we found ourselves trapped once again behind Mickey And Mallory in the morning as they threatened the saintly, patient staff with violence over meagre ATM fees.

What excitement -the air of dirty southern atmosphere.. how I enjoy a splash of local colour!

We found the room spacious with all the amenities. I was intrigued to find clumps of human hair throughout our room and splotches of sticky soda stains. Fun to fantasize about the guests before me though - perhaps a stressed business woman working late..the love of my life in a messy hurry?!

Breakfast was also ace: various selections of my favorite childhood cereals in miniature boxes, muffins, coffee and green tea. mmm!More