Getting Comfortable

As I've mentioned before, most of the time I was growing up my family camped our way across the country.  For much of the job-related traveling I did while employed in the insurance industry, I stayed in Marriotts and Hiltons because the companies I worked for held their meetings and seminars there.  Most of my adult vacations were spent outside the country in small inns or bed-and-breakfast places in Europe or the Carribean.  Until this trip, at any rate, I had never stayed at a Comfort Inn.

We stopped at our first Comfort Inn (in Las Vegas, New Mexico) more or less by accident; we reached Las Vegas at sunset and called all the motels listed in our AAA book to see who had openings and good rates.  Although not luxurious, the Comfort Inn was clean, quiet, reasonably priced, and had a refrigerator for our snacks, microwave, and Internet access in our room.  It also had an exercise room and indoor pool for Barry, who works out even on vacation, and a free better-than-Continental breakfast.  Barry was so impressed that he immediately signed up for their Choice Privileges club.  The next night we specifically looked for a Comfort Inn and found one in Colby, Kansas, that boasted the same amenities.  We've stayed the last 3 nights at a Comfort Inn in Omaha; it's a hotel rather than a motel and doesn't have the refrigerator and microwave, but the room is amazingly quiet and fresh chocolate chip cookies, coffee, and hot tea are available around the clock.

We're starting home tomorrow and plan to travel by way of Oklahoma City.  Barry is already plotting all the Comfort Inns along the way.

"Comfort is the only thing our civilization can give us." ~Oscar Wilde