“”She was swaying, she was falling over, she was leaning on walls, she couldn’t hold her head up, she was slurring her words,” mom Noemi Valencia said.”
Freaking hilarious....
I’ve seen friends like that. The first step is for the toddler to admit she has a problem. Why don’t they have an episode of Dora or Caillou about this?
Just avoid towns named Salinas. In the town of that name in Kansas I once arrived after midnight at a hotel where I had reserved a room. The clerk checked me in, mentioning he was switching from a 2-Queen to a King room, which was fine since I was alone.
Then the most ludicrous hotel experience I'd ever had ensued. I went up to the room and found it trashed as if there had been a party in there. The bed linens were all over, there were soft drink cups littering the counters, the towels were wet and filthy and lying in the shower, everything was a mess.
Well, OK, mistakes happen. So I went back down to see the clerk about changing rooms. Except that the clerk wasn't there. And wouldn't pick up the phone. And calling the main hotel # wouldn't patch through to anyone. I wandered through all the halls, peaked in the managers office and employee-only areas, laundry, etc. and the bathrooms. Nowhere. Went outside and scouted all around the property thinking he was having a smoke or dope or something. Nowhere to be found.
Went back inside and started hollering rather loudly in case he was in some other room. No dice. By this time it was well past 1 AM and I was getting ticked. After 45 minutes of fruitless searching I gave up, went up to the trashed room, wrapped myself in the cleanest linens I could find and went to sleep. Couldn't even shower due to the lack of a usable towel.
In the morning, the hotel staff were nowhere to be found. Good grief! Just turned in my card and left. The only solace I got was that when I reached out to the corporate phone line for the hotel, and the hotel points club I use, both separately gave me free nights' stays and the charge for my nightmare night was refunded.