Day 1 riding ended in an eastern New York town called Catskill. We were dodging rain all afternoon. We had to stop before the rain poured down on us. Besides, the sun was setting soon and we’d be in the dark. I saw a sign from the road advertising the Catskill Inn. I’ve heard the area was a tourist area so we stopped. Once we exited the highway, we noticed there were very limited hotel choices. The Catskill Inn was it. We were in a take it or ride into the rainy night situation.
Let me describe our rooms. My towel rack in the bathroom was a drywall screw. The toilet seat had a cigarette burn on the edge. The floor didn’t have any carpet so noises such as footsteps were amplified and echoed inside the room. The peaceful night was interrupted with loud talking and yelling in the parking lot. The door to my room had a three-inch gap under it. The toe of my boot could fit under the door separating my room from the outside world. The room had a tall chest of drawers in it. That was odd. Usually hotels have a set of drawers that is lower were a traveler can set a suitcase or bag on top. Not this one. It was like the tall chest of drawers in my grandparent’s house. So I scooted the chest of drawers across the room and blocked the outside door. The door lock was the single doorknob twist lock from the inside. Nothing else. I wanted to create some kind of warning for myself in the event someone tries to enter my room in the middle of the night. Maybe it is my phobia. I have been in hotel rooms overseas and one time I woke in the middle of the night finding a hotel staff person inside my room. Ever since, I have rigged some type of noise making contraption to act as an alarm so I can wake and draw my weapon.
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