I CANNOT wait! I hate being cold. :(Think I could put on a Vintage Swim Suit and jump into that hotel pool???((Hugs))Laura
I think I stayed at that one...Where was that one at, Herr Doktor? I have some vintage swim trunks to use in there as well.
And those of us belonging to the former middle class will be working there, cleaning up some rich snot's puke.
We used to beg our parents to stop at Holiday Inns when we went on vacations. But no. They were Ramada people.
I'm not sure where that Holiday Inn is Gregory. I sent that postcard off to someone and I didn't scan the back of it. Lisa, those Holiday Inns were magical places. Your parents were cruel to deprive you of them. ;o)
Monkey - I believe you have posted that same picture once before and I recall stating that I had stayed there. It is perhaps in Lexington, Kentucky. We swam and went fossil hunting that day. Sometime in the 70s.
Thanks for reminding Pilkey. Sometimes the minutiae of my blog escapes me...
Due to stupid people who can't take a hint, comment moderation has been enabled on my blog.
I CANNOT wait! I hate being cold. :(
ReplyDeleteThink I could put on a Vintage Swim Suit and jump into that hotel pool???
((Hugs))
Laura
I think I stayed at that one...
ReplyDeleteWhere was that one at, Herr Doktor? I have some vintage swim trunks to use in there as well.
And those of us belonging to the former middle class will be working there, cleaning up some rich snot's puke.
ReplyDeleteWe used to beg our parents to stop at Holiday Inns when we went on vacations. But no. They were Ramada people.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure where that Holiday Inn is Gregory. I sent that postcard off to someone and I didn't scan the back of it.
ReplyDeleteLisa, those Holiday Inns were magical places. Your parents were cruel to deprive you of them. ;o)
Monkey - I believe you have posted that same picture once before and I recall stating that I had stayed there. It is perhaps in Lexington, Kentucky. We swam and went fossil hunting that day. Sometime in the 70s.
ReplyDeleteThanks for reminding Pilkey. Sometimes the minutiae of my blog escapes me...
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