Well, the Heir Apparent convinced me to ride Splash Mountain.
At night.
In the cold.
I got wet.
Well, all things considered, we decided to go back to the hotel room at 8:00 p.m. to change into dry clothing.
Nothing had been touched.
Sheets were strewn assunder..
Towels where they lay...
No more fragrant soaps laid out in a row!
Seriously, I had never had a problem like this before..
But I went down and tried to speak with a Manager.
Who was busy..
So I ended up speaking with the front desk, who offered me the choice of another room or a cleaning crew to go do their job..
So I told them to go clean the room, and left for the park..
I got back at 10:00 p.m.
No one had touched the room.
Now I was livid...
Luckily, the Manager, who I did speak to this time, wasn't too happy, either..
I got moved to another room.
He comped the night!
Which made me feel a whole lot better, since by the time everything was moved, I was getting up in five hours..
So, in the end, Management did the right thing, and I'm a happier camper because of it..
