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Nothing could persuade me that a bed-and-breakfast would be fun.Give me a hotel with massive soundproofing, and sheets that have been washed since the last guests used them, and I'll take care of my own damn breakfast.
'elderly aunt fantasy camp' for the walk-off
Come to think of it, I kinda like staying in my own home. I've got everything I could want, and no strangers have done anything in here that I haven't cleaned up permanently. Vacation Shmaycation.
Panel 2 sounds so much like me that I'm starting to wonder if you've got a bug hidden in my house.
Now I really want to start a bed and breakfast, just so I can sponsor BI. The idea of Scott trying to justify linking to our delightful website while thinking he's now part of a creepy conspiracy is just too awesome to ignore.
I know this is a comic, but I think you've actually convinced me.
Uncomfortably true.Also, when you spring for the "unlimited porn" package on the television, only the uncomfortably young and attractive desk clerk knows it, as opposed to uncomfortably old homeowners, who you suspect have taken your viewing as serving suggestions.
Man, "elderly aunt fantasy camp" just made my day. It might be one of the finest comedic concepts I've ever heard.
You're skeerin' me Meyer. 'Elderly aunt fantasy camp'. Just last night I dreamt of a beloved elderly great aunt, long deceased. She was feeding me chicken soup with homemade noodles. It was so good!! Come to think of it though, she was also scolding me about my train wreck life and telling me how disappointed she was about me. Thanks a lot!
I've stayed in a couple of nice B&Bs but panel 3 is right - if you're late for breakfast or don't eat it, the hostess (and it's always the hostess - the host is just the handyman and he doesn't care) is offended.
I know what.
Mmmmmm! Venn diagram of overlapping creepiness!
Yeah, I never got the "bed and breakfast" thing. I've done it a few times, and it was okay, but... I don't know. It has kind of a creepy voyeuristic vibe to it all. And I'm not really the type of person to hang out at a hotel, anyway. If I have my laptop and internet access, I could have a nice vacation in a steel cargo box. And If I'm not using my laptop, I want to be out-and-about seeing the sites -- preferably eating spicy food or wandering around a zoo of some sort. Anything we do outside of those parameters is basically me catering to the wife and kids.
My wife and I were just discussing on our anniversary that we're not B&B people. We have great aversion to the idea.
I do not understand chain hotels. If you don't stay in a B&B it just feels like you're in the same place no matter where you go.
You're right, Scott. Overnights in places that aren't 'home' NEED anonymity and no damn potpourri baskets, decorated soap that you aren't supposed to use, and forced conversations with strangers at a breakfast that is scheduled 2 hours earlier than when you want to be awake. Exception: The McMenamins empire manages the best of both the B&B and hotel concepts.
@Arthur DelaneyOf course. If you accommodate to the chains, no matter where you go, the place you sleep will feel familiar. You can take in the new place when you are awake.
B&B's in Newfoundland are awesome. At one, the owner gave us home-made screech in mason jars, with ice cubes chipped off an iceberg that had come ashore in the harbour. Try getting that at a chain hotel! (And no, I didn't go blind)
Some chain hotels have a continental serve-yourself breakfast, which can be pretty nice. When I stay in a hotel, it's just a place to sleep when I travel somewhere.
You should know that I'm totally stealing "elderly aunt fantasy camp". And so, I suspect, are a lot of other people. But I'm telling you. Because I'm honest like that. :)
Absolutely spot on observations. The one time my wife and I stayed at a B&B, the owners were visibly upset that we didn't want to spend the evening with them, playing Parcheesi. And breakfast was served promptly at 6am...
As a wedding gift my wife and I received 2 nights at a B&B a couple hours away. Being broke, we accepted without thinking, or really asking any questions.
We got a map (remember those) and drove straight there after the reception.
Turned out to be an old (1820's) Catholic church, with rooms partitioned off. Walking down the hall way that was the center isle towards the pulpit, we could clearly hear the people in the rooms talking and doing... "who-knows-what".
We turned around and drove the couple hours back home...
Never had any desire to hit a bed and breakfast - glad I'm not the only one who thinks they are creepy!