Wife and I had the interior of her condo painted. The whole place reeked so bad that we opted to stay in a nearby hotel for a couple of nights until the smell faded a bit.
Am I the only one who’s done it for this reason…? When my SO and I were first living together, we didn’t want to tell his parents as they totally would not have approved, so I went to a hotel when they visited. It was not really a pleasant experience but necessary at the time.
(Now everything is good and they know we have been living together for years and are totally used to it. Asian parents!)
Yes. Though we lived 20 minutes from downtown Chicago, a girlfriend and I went on a “staycation” in a hotel downtown for Valentine’s Day.
We do it every year for the cheap parking and airport shuttle. We stay the night before our flight (two weeks in the Caribbean). Our house is around 80 minutes from the airport. This way we sleep a bit extra, get shuttled to our gate, and park our car for free!
I’ve been tempted to book a local hotel for a couple of nights this week actually, just for a change of scene and to have a nice rest.
When the kids were young, our nanny stayed with the kids for the night so we could have a night away - we stayed in a hotel that night. Didn’t do anything all that spectacular - just ate at a restaurant that didn’t have plastic toys included on the kids’ menu, went shopping without a stroller, etc. :).
When we had our kitchen remodeled, we ALL stayed at a hotel for 10 days. Not to do anything fun, we just wanted to be away from the dust. We turned it into a bit of a staycation though - went to a water park, did other minor fun stuff.
We stayed at a nearby hotel one night when there was a blizzard and our power went out.
Also, a few years ago I gave my wife, as a Mother’s Day present, a one-night stay at a hotel in town. (It was in a room with a Jacuzzi and she said the desk clerk looked at her in disbelief when she said that she was staying there by herself.)
A few times, in situations similar to those already posted above.
Lived in a hotel for a week each of the last two summers when my A/C went out in 90+ heat and my apartment’s management dragged their feet on fixing it. A quick note from my attorney insured that they paid for both stays.
Several times in the last few years I realized that my schedule at school was going to be insane (midterms and finals weeks, usually), and that I could not afford time spent on the commute home. I work third shift and sleep during the day, but sometimes my school schedule would explode, and I was looking at trying to stay awake all day, drive home for an hour’s nap before heading back to school, trying to nap in my car… or getting a room at the on-campus University Hotel and having more time to rest. Similarly, when my ex-fiancee was also attending school, and my work/school schedule was giving us no private time, we would book a room once a week at that hotel. Something always felt a little shady about walking across the street from class and spending an hour at a hotel, going to class, heading back for another tryst, etc., but it was fun.
The ex-wife and I would have dinner/hotel “dates” on occasion at upscale restaurants and hotels. And there was the time that an ice storm hit while we were at a play, so we both called in to work and stayed at the hotel connected to the theater.
For a few in-town hobbyist conventions (back in the days when I had time for them), I would get a room at the hotel for the duration. I could head back upstairs to dump my loot, or take a nap, or have lunch. Or, as some of my friends have done, to have a trysting spot for the girls they’d meet there.
Yep. Stayed in downtown Minneapolis one time for my birthday as a mini-vacation. We’ve also stayed in hotels in the 'burbs for company celebrations or weddings or whatnot, generally because we knew we’d be both drinking and didn’t want to drive home.
It’s fun.
There may have been this one time, when I was dating a girl (she played and coached softball, and was a fairly closeted Mormon) who was living with her parents and couldn’t go up stairs because she had injured her knee and it had to be in a full leg brace all the time, and my apartment was up a flight of stairs, when we might have gotten a room at the hotel around the corner from where I worked in Midtown Atlanta. It was far superior to driving around to find empty parking lots in her Mom’s mini van so that we could make out, but also considerably more expensive.
One year for our anniversary, we stayed in a very nice B&B downtown. Actually, now that I think about it, we’ve done it twice. Just a nice weekend get-away without actually having to drive anywhere. Oh, yeah, and a couple of time we stayed at the hotel in town where a company Christmas party was held so that we could drink if we wanted and not have to drive.
Once when I lived in Boston for company chrismas party. They say you aren’t supposed to drink too much at those sort of things…but I tend to work for the sort of companies where people tend to drink WAY too much at those sort of things.
A few years ago, my company put us all up for training in a hotel in Times Square. While I was technically living in Hoboken, it was still completely unnecessary considering that the hotel was 3 blocks from the office I commuted to daily.
One of my coworkers does it all the time. But he’s mostly cheating on his wife with prostitutes and stays at a hotel ranked as one of the dirtiest in America.
Fairly often. I live in Tokyo, and my company has kick-offs and off-sites all the time. If it’s an early-morning start, or if everyone else is staying over, I’ll stay too. And enjoy the cable TV/room service/big hot spring-type baths etc.
The wife and I occasionally stay at nice local hotels for a weekend getaway. Why should the tourists get the best rooms and views? It’s fun playing tourist for a weekend and enjoying room service.
I’ve done it a few times, but the first time I can recall was when my ex-wife and I came home to discover that we had forgotten to pay the electricity bill. It was too late in the evening to get the power company to turn it back on that night, so we ended up staying at a nearby hotel for the night. Easy enough.
Oh yes, I blocked out the 10 days we had to be out of the house after the sewer flood. It was a lovely hotel, but it got old quickly. No A/C and the hottest week of the summer. No place to read or watch TV when Hubby had to sleep to work in the morning. The food was good.
We had a–for Atlanta–pretty serious ice storm this January, and I wound up staying at a hotel a couple of blocks from where I work so I could make it in. (The company wound up picking up the tab for that.)
Wait. How’s that possible?
Was this in America?
We took our kids to an indoor waterpark about 45 minutes away and stayed a night in the hotel as part of a package deal. Shortly before bed we were sitting around thinking, this is really fucking stupid because in 45 minutes we could be home in our own beds and tomorrow have breakfast for less than $8.99 a person. So the next time we did this, we bought the same package deal except we booked the room for the night after the waterpark instead of the night before, and when we were done at the waterpark we just went home like sane people would.
I did it once for shits and giggles. The front desk clerk gave me a really big :dubious: upon checking in, she thought I was going to have some drug fueled orgy or something since it was in a semi-ghetto neighborhood. I watched extended cable, ordered pizza, went to the store and bought high quality beers and drank them, it was fun.