Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Day 1 - The Breakers

We left around noon and drove five hours straight. We just stopped to get gas and go through the drive-thru at McDonald's. We took no bathroom breaks! This, for us, is quite an accomplishment. I cannot believe we made it five hours without stopping at a rest area.

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Paradise Tower behind the parking garage

We arrived to the Breakers and temporarily parked outside of our building, Paradise Tower. It's rather confusing to make reservations at the Breakers because they have three towers - North (oldest), Palmetto (the short tower), and Paradise (the nicest-looking from the exterior and where we've stayed with the Beta Club in years past). So, we had to walk over two buildings to check-in. The front of Paradise Tower smelled like a dumpster.

Now, having driven five hours without stopping to use the restroom, we all needed one desperately. However, there was no public restroom facility to be found.

Upon checking in, we were informed by the rather rude employee that we had "an oceanview on the side." "On the side? We wanted oceanfront." "Well, you booked oceanview. It means you have a view of the ocean." Normally, this is when one would offer to upgrade us. "So if I stick my head out of the window and look to the side, I can see the ocean?" She didn't find this funny.

We walked back over to where we had temporarily parked our car and got a luggage cart. It took us a while to get out the bags we needed (we had my pageant dresses and stuff in the trunk, too). Mom took the car to park it in the parking garage across the street, and Rachel and I headed on up with the luggage.

This luggage cart was epic fail. It had a major pull to the side and would randomly spin around. We made it into the elevator, and someone immediately took notice of our baggage. "You must be hear for the dance competition." Maybe it was the garment bags that caught her eye.

Our room was on the fifteenth floor at the end of the hallway. It was an "oceanview studio" according to Ms. Smarty-Pants at the front desk. It appeared that our room and the room next to it (which I would assume to be an "oceanfront studio") could be rented at the same time and connected.

Now, I had stayed in Paradise Tower twice before (Rachel once before), and with the exception of the matching bedspreads, our three-bedroom villa looked nothing like this studio.

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Two queen beds

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The bedroom had a flat-screen television. There's a closet on the left and then a water heater on the right.

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Living area

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Sleeper sofa (I suppose this room could sleep up to six)

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The living area had a flat-screen television, as well.

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The cabinets had water damage.

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The refrigerator was old and bent out of shape.

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More water damage

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There was a flourescent light over the sink. With a pull cord.

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Our "side balcony"

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"oceanview" (look left)

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What you saw if you looked right

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Straight view

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Look down. There was loud music coming from here at most times during the day and night.

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Small parking garage (this should really be for compact cars only)