When Brian called for an airport pickup the hotel employee sounded confused, perhaps due to Brian’s accent. The driver found us right where we said we and seemed annoyed, whether at us or his fellow employee we don’t know. It seemed to take nearly 20 minutes to get to the hotel, but we suspect the driver was taking back streets to avoid the traffic on the major roads.
We arrived a little before 2:30 but rooms weren’t ready. The desk clerk took our number and we wandered off to the Peruvian restaurant for a long lunch.
No phone call ever came, but when we returned just before 4PM our room was ready.
The two-room suites are pleasant enough, and Kathy enjoyed the bathtub, although she had to hold the leaky drain stopper down with a foot.
Our view past the parking lot is of I-95 and we’re under a MIA landing path, but we’ve heard little more than the occasional rumble of a jet about to land - excellent soundproofing!
We each had a Bud Light at their evening “reception,” and went to bed early. This morning’s breakfast is roughly Hampton Inn quality, and we managed just fine.
We plan to catch a shuttle back to the airport at 11:30AM, so as to allow plenty of time to check in at American Airlines, where we have no status.
We fly Miami to Tampa around 1:30, and fly onward to Seattle on Alaska after a layover. From there it’s the final short flight to Bellingham, landing near Midnight on what appears to be a snowy night.
We’re counting on our Subaru to get us home from there.