Soccer Tournament Recap: Friday Night - The Hotel

"You'll have to wait if you need to piss. We no longer have a public toilet down here because guests would get mad and smear shit all over the walls." That was the greeting we received as we entered the Suburban Extended Stay in Austin.

Undeterred by the clerks statement, we paid the $50 friends and family discount rate* as he handed us the remote for our television and pointed us in the direction of our room. As we walked down the hall, we were closely followed by a man profanely expressing disappointment in his lack of female companionship and when we got to the door we discovered a broken dead bolt, ominous brown and red stains covering the walls and blankets riddled with burn holes. We decided then and there that we would remove the blankets, sleep in our clothes and place a chair in front of the door.

That was at 7:15. By 7:19 we had left for the tournament check in at the Tap Room at Six without unpacking the car. By all accounts, it was a safer place for our valuables.

*Thanks to the indefatigable Mr. C. for setting us up. I couldn't have gotten crabs without you.