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Ice Bucket

This post is about ice buckets, not the ice bucket challenge (I’m so glad that shit is over). An ice bucket is a bucket for ice. Whoever named it did a good job. You can find ice buckets at restaurants and clubs for chilling champagne and white wines, but their natural habitat is in hotel/motel rooms. It’s usually on the table or dresser, sometimes it’s on the bathroom countertop or by the TV. If your hotel doesn’t have ice buckets, it’s a good sign that you should probably check out. I once stayed in a hotel room that didn’t have a refrigerator, so I called the front desk and asked for a few spare ice buckets. I put some bottles of booze and some mixers in them and filled them up with ice, creating makeshift coolers. It worked, but we had to change the ice every few hours and that got harder and harder to as we got drunker and drunker. I know that they weren’t designed to be coolers, but I wanted you to know that ice buckets are far more versatile than you give them credit for.

Critically Rated at 12/17

Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

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Hotel Freebies

I’ve been living in a hotel for the past few days and I still have another couple of weeks to go. I came prepared with my own toiletries and stuff but I haven’t used them much. I’m all about taking advantage of the hotel freebies. I’m all about that mini bottle of shampoo. Free breakfast and coffee in the lobby? I’m there. Hotel freebies are one of the perks of living out of a suitcase. I don’t need a shower cap, but I’m still going to use it just because I can. Because it’s free. And free is almost always good. Ohh, a complimentary breath mint? Don’t mind if I do. Oy, never mind. That’s not a breath mint.
Critically Rated at 13/17
Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

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Hotel Safe

A hotel safe is a safe in a hotel room. It’s usually in the closet. I don’t trust the hotel safe. It just seems kind of shady. You’re in a strange new city and you’re expected to keep your most precious valuables in a safe that’s reprogrammed hundreds of times each year. I always feel like the maid is just waiting to swipe your iPad, cash, and passport. I’d rather hide my shit under the mattress or in the pocket of a rolled up pair of jeans in my suitcase. That’s probably not secure either but it still gives me more peace of mind. Do you trust hotel safes? Would you keep your birth certificate or Social Security card in one? Fuck that jazz.
Critically Rated at 6/17
Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

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