Lessons on the Road. It doesn’t happen often. And in fact, in our nearly three years of full-time travel this is the first time we’ve had a total lodging failure.
But it happened and we know the importance of flexibility. Flexibility in My Fab fifties Life. Lessons on the road.
Lonely Planet rated them well. And my Central America Lonely Planet Book is current. They had what appeared to be an up to date website, although I should have had some suspicion when the online booking didn’t work.
I emailed them months ago and made a “reservation”. I confirmed via email a few weeks ago. But when we arrived it seemed no one was expecting us. The resort seemed abandoned. And the house we had “booked” appeared to have not been lived in or cleaned for a very long time.
I tried to “grin and bear it” for the sake of our two sons who are traveling with us. But when we found the dead rodent I said we were leaving.
And so we spent one restless night and I couldn’t wait to get out of there at first light. We left money on the counter for one night and sent an email explaining how filthy the house was. And even now, five days later, there has been no response.
Such a weird experience. Another travel memory to go down in the book. We learn. We have adventures. Nearly 100% of the time it works out. But this place was an epic failure. A total breakdown of communication. A filthy dirty mess.
And so we moved on. Lessons on the road.