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<blockquote data-quote="yukonjack" data-source="post: 3673954" data-attributes="member: 2939"><p>Coming up on Cache Creek, British Columbia a few summers back thought it best to stay the night as I’d been driving about 16 hours and I had slept in the truck the previous two nights. It’s not a big town but its got a few hotels as it‘s at the intersection of two major highways, Highway 1 that heads east and Highway 97 that turns into the Alcan Highway at Dawson Creek.</p><p></p><p>Stopped at the first two motels that front the highway. Well I’m not paying $150 for somewhere to sleep for 8 hours. As I was getting back in the truck I spied a sign for the Tumbleweed Motel offa the main highway. The sign said $45 per night. Now that’s what I’m talking about!</p><p></p><p>Pull into the lot and as I got out of the truck I immediately noticed that familiar smell of home cooking from East India. So aromatic! Walked into lobby and rang the buzzer as the placard on the counter said to. A gentleman came to the desk and for just a moment we stared at each other in silence.</p><p></p><p>Since I wasn’t sure he was going to speak I told him I’d like a room for the night. He reached back to the keyboard and then handed me the key to room #16. I’ll never forget room #16. Again we stood there in that moment of awkward silence. I reached for my wallet.</p><p></p><p>Surprisingly the clerk spoke. He said “There is no need to pay me right now. Go to the room and inspect it to make sure it’s meets your satisfactions. Then come back. We are very tired of people coming back after they pay for the room and then want a refund. This is too much work.”</p><p></p><p>So as I did as he instructed. I wasn’t really expecting much for $45. Had to jiggle the door knob a bit to get the door open after I inserted the key and turned it. No biggie. Walked straight to the bed pulled the blanket back and gave the linens the smell and look test. Threadbare but fresh and clean. Thats all I needed.</p><p></p><p>Went back and paid the clerk. Told him I wouldn’t be back to ask for a refund. He finally smiled. I mean it’s good to support small business owners, right?</p><p></p><p>Got my bag outta the truck and settled in. About thirty minutes later I felt the call of nature so I get my weary bones up and headed for the bathroom. Well, I hadn’t noticed on inspection but the bathroom door didn’t quite open all the way.</p><p></p><p>The bathroom door was hitting on the sink so it only opened about 1/3 of the way. So I turned sideways to get in. Then I noticed that if you wanted to sit on the toilet you had to close the door. Okay, not the end of the world. Close the door then I realized that in order to sit on the toilet both of your legs need to fit between the metal legs that were holding up the 1950’s sink. </p><p></p><p>After 9 knee surgeries my knees don’t bend that well. And this toilet stood up about as high as something you’d find in a daycare for toddlers. Somehow I managed to land right on it as I feel backwards. Getting up presented its own challenges.</p><p></p><p>The water pressure coming out of the shower was about as affective as two geese spitting at you. But on a positive note the rust color in the water cleared up after about 5 minutes and it was refreshingly lukewarm. All in all I’d recommend the Tumbleweed Motel in Cache Creek for the very budget conscious traveler.</p><p></p><p>[URL unfurl="true"]https://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g499122-d3531608-Reviews-Tumbleweed_Motel-Cache_Creek_British_Columbia.html#REVIEWS[/URL]</p><p></p><p>[ATTACH=full]234880[/ATTACH]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="yukonjack, post: 3673954, member: 2939"] Coming up on Cache Creek, British Columbia a few summers back thought it best to stay the night as I’d been driving about 16 hours and I had slept in the truck the previous two nights. It’s not a big town but its got a few hotels as it‘s at the intersection of two major highways, Highway 1 that heads east and Highway 97 that turns into the Alcan Highway at Dawson Creek. Stopped at the first two motels that front the highway. Well I’m not paying $150 for somewhere to sleep for 8 hours. As I was getting back in the truck I spied a sign for the Tumbleweed Motel offa the main highway. The sign said $45 per night. Now that’s what I’m talking about! Pull into the lot and as I got out of the truck I immediately noticed that familiar smell of home cooking from East India. So aromatic! Walked into lobby and rang the buzzer as the placard on the counter said to. A gentleman came to the desk and for just a moment we stared at each other in silence. Since I wasn’t sure he was going to speak I told him I’d like a room for the night. He reached back to the keyboard and then handed me the key to room #16. I’ll never forget room #16. Again we stood there in that moment of awkward silence. I reached for my wallet. Surprisingly the clerk spoke. He said “There is no need to pay me right now. Go to the room and inspect it to make sure it’s meets your satisfactions. Then come back. We are very tired of people coming back after they pay for the room and then want a refund. This is too much work.” So as I did as he instructed. I wasn’t really expecting much for $45. Had to jiggle the door knob a bit to get the door open after I inserted the key and turned it. No biggie. Walked straight to the bed pulled the blanket back and gave the linens the smell and look test. Threadbare but fresh and clean. Thats all I needed. Went back and paid the clerk. Told him I wouldn’t be back to ask for a refund. He finally smiled. I mean it’s good to support small business owners, right? Got my bag outta the truck and settled in. About thirty minutes later I felt the call of nature so I get my weary bones up and headed for the bathroom. Well, I hadn’t noticed on inspection but the bathroom door didn’t quite open all the way. The bathroom door was hitting on the sink so it only opened about 1/3 of the way. So I turned sideways to get in. Then I noticed that if you wanted to sit on the toilet you had to close the door. Okay, not the end of the world. Close the door then I realized that in order to sit on the toilet both of your legs need to fit between the metal legs that were holding up the 1950’s sink. After 9 knee surgeries my knees don’t bend that well. And this toilet stood up about as high as something you’d find in a daycare for toddlers. Somehow I managed to land right on it as I feel backwards. Getting up presented its own challenges. The water pressure coming out of the shower was about as affective as two geese spitting at you. But on a positive note the rust color in the water cleared up after about 5 minutes and it was refreshingly lukewarm. All in all I’d recommend the Tumbleweed Motel in Cache Creek for the very budget conscious traveler. [URL unfurl="true"]https://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g499122-d3531608-Reviews-Tumbleweed_Motel-Cache_Creek_British_Columbia.html#REVIEWS[/URL] [ATTACH type="full" alt="82EE25D5-C3CC-4A2A-894A-703E82AC7724.jpeg"]234880[/ATTACH] [/QUOTE]
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