The good:
They had a room when I couldn't find one in Brownwood. Go figure... Don't know what the hot event in B'wood was that had all the rooms booked, but the only place left was pretty dumpy. So. I ended up here.
It's clean.
The bad:
I asked for a room easily accessible to an old woman with a bad back & a bum knee. They gave me Cabin 5. Just a short 30 yard hike on a downhill golf cart path, which will, of course, due to some law of physics which I have not found a way to change, be up hill on my way out tomorrow. That's if you are fortune enough to get the closest parking spot, which I did not.
That golf cart path by the way, is only wide enough for a golf cart. Not a golf cart AND an old lady lugging luggage. Consequently I kept having to move off into the loose gravel & grass beside the path.
Get to the cabin & there's a Do Not Disturb sign on the door… My card key opens the door & the place is full of bags & jackets & other folk's belongings. Remember that uphill trek I mentioned? Back to the office.
In the office, gosh they are sorry! Can't imagine how such a thing could happen. Let's just put you in Cabin 1. Turns out 1 is only about 15 yards down that self-same golf cart path. I don't care who I find in that cabin they've got company for the night...
Get inside. No roomie for the night, but it's a sauna! A/C takes a degree from MIT to decipher. TV not working. Dinner was inedible. Not enough room in this text to fully describe…