Slumming it at the Ramada

We recently stayed at the Ramada Inn of Kearney, Nebraska. When we arrived, the clerk told me they'd overbooked the hotel and had already sold our room (which we'd guaranteed with a credit card) to someone else. In retrospect, I should have just left and gone elsewhere.

The place was dirty. As in filthy. As in we were afraid to touch stuff. After a while, it was like being in a third world country. I mean, you stop taking the filth as a personal affront and begin seeing it as an adventure. What's around the corner? Who knows, but we'll take a picture of it!

By the way, if you're thinking of staying there, do not believe their advertised amenities. I admit that I didn't scour the hotel. Hey, if they're not going to then I'm not going to. Still, nowhere did I see a minigolf course, pool tables, or a game room. If there's anything you're specifically looking forward to, call them and verify that it actually exists before including it in your plans. Or better yet, find someplace else to stay.