I didn’t get the memo, but apparently when you have children, staying at a nice hotel with kids in tow is akin to showing up to the Apple keynote with your 2001 Dell, you just don’t do it.
We found this out the hard way at 2 am when our swagger wagon rolled up next to a Lamborghini at the W in Atlanta. The theme music from a Sesame Street segment started playing in my head, “One of these things is not like the other. One of these things doesn’t belong.”
Things were further put into perspective when the valet exclaimed, “oh shoot, there’s a baby in there! You got a baby!” Aaaand the icing on the cake was when Joe and his brother, Jon, went to check us in and told the front desk that we needed 3 cribs. The lady at the front desk said, and I quote, “This hotel only has 2 cribs total. I’ve worked here for 5 years and they’ve never been used at the same time. I don’t know if you’ve ever stayed at the W, but we’re not very kid friendly.”
In our defence, we booked this hotel using Starwood hotel credit points and all the other starwood hotels were booked up this week end.
But that is not the point.
The point is this: where DO people with kids stay if they need a place to stay after a long stretch on the open road? Don’t celebrities and rich people have kids too? Just beause I have a little tyke attached to my hip, doesn’t mean I want to give up the buttery softness of the Heavenly Bed.
Well, W hotel, we are here to stay for another 2 nights, so buckle up! This mama is gonna enjoy being in the lap of luxury, even if I have baby puke on my complimentary robe.
And as long as we’re being real honest, the house keeper is gonna be in for a shock because Miles won’t sleep in the same room if he can see us, so yes, that is my son in the shower. Boo ya!
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