So, our stay in Myrtle Beach was overall pleasant. In hindsight, the one thing that could have been a little better was the hotel. You always run a risk when you're booking through places like Hotwire and Priceline.com that for the price you pay you're going to end up with something at the very bottom of your quality selection.
I booked a room through Hotwire at the M Grande Resort (and spa!). I was kind of excited when I went to the website and saw that they were renovating and that the rooms would have nice new furniture. Well, we didn't get one of those rooms. More commentary in the extension. (Oh, the picture was in front of one of the Hard Rock Cafe's spinx. The exression on my face is "Hurry the hell up.")
So, the drive down took a little over four hours. The traffic on the main strip, 17 Business, was hellacious and there were red lights every 500 feet or so. When we finally got to check into the hotel, I guess it was around 7, my first impression of the lobby was "Oh." The front desk attendant was listless and spoke in a volume so low that I wanted to check her pulse just to make sure she was all right.
We parked and went upstairs to our room. 1216. As I stated, the hotel was in midst of "renovations" which were supposed to modernize all the rooms. I guess they hadn't made it to the 12th floor yet. The bathroom was about half-updated (everything but the tub), and the rest of the room was a disappointment.
The furniture was old and there was a sketchy looking white stain on the sole chair in the room. Oh, and did I mention it was musty? I actually didn't notice that scent until yesterday morning when I woke up and smelled cigarette smoke being piped in from some idiot in the adjoining room or out in the hall.
At the retail price they list these rooms for (around $180/night), we got Super 8 quality digs. To make matters worse, it was the weekend before senior week, so every local heathen and hussy fresh out of high school was in Myrtle Beach and screaming on my floor at 1 in the morning.
Hotel aside, we had a good time. We went to the outlet malls, the Ripley's museum*, the Ripley's aquarium*, played a round of miniature golf, and sunned ourselves on Sunday. Scott came away with an interesting red tinge and my white coworkers are no longer tanner than me.
I wouldn't change a thing except the room. I hated to come back yesterday.
*see my flickr album for all the vacation photos
Posted by Tiffany at June 6, 2006 04:28 PM | TrackBack