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We made it back alive from Saskatoon, and don't have too many interesting stories to tell (it was a research trip, after all!).

Though I do have to take a moment and complain about the service we got at the bed & breakfast I'd booked for us.

We rolled into Saskatoon around 11pm - 5 minutes or so earlier than we'd told the innkeeper we'd arrive, in fact.

We rang the bell, as instructed....... and nobody came. So I rang it again. Again, nobody came. Finally I knocked. Nobody came. As I knocked loudly... finally the innkeeper came. We were near-frozen - it was -20ish out. The innkeeper complained that we should have just opened the door.

Regardless, we got ourselves inside and took off our boots. As we were taking our boots off, she started asking us if we were staying all 4 nights, and could we pay her now. We told her that we didn't have the money to pay her right away (she only took cash, or paypal, which we don't have set up). She complained, but said it would be fine.

When we finally got up to the room, we discovered that the bed was smaller than we were told (we were supposed to get a queen-size, and instead we had a double), it was in not-so-great condition, and there was no shower. Also, there was no key for the room.

Kirsten went down to ask her if she could give us a key and transfer us to a room with a shower. She told us that there were no rooms with showers, and that she had already looked up some hotels in the area for another guest, and would we like her to call them for us?

So we spent the next half hour, from 11:30 to midnight calling hotels in the area, with the innkeeper hovering over us making sure that we didn't steal anything out of the room. I'm surprised we weren't searched!

At one point, her dog wandered over and started sniffing at Kirsten's shoulder. As soon as Kirsten started scratching him under the chin, the innkeeper swooped over and hustled the dog into another room, saying "We don't let him play with the guests".

We booked a room at a nearby hotel, gave her cash for the night's stay, then went to bed. About ten minutes later, the innkeeper came up, knocked on the door, and told me bluntly that I needed to move my car out of the driveway and park it on the street.

We slept moderately ok, due to the tiredness of driving for 6 hours - but didn't sleep great. We woke up the next morning, expecting a knock on the door for breakfast. Not only was there no knock on the door, she'd brought our breakfast up early and just left it in front of the door to get cold.

We left that morning, never seeing the innkeeper - or anyone else, for that matter. I've stayed in a couple bed & breakfasts in the past, and they were great - if this was my first experience, I'd never stay in one again.

Posted by Darren James Harkness on Tuesday, November 25, 2003 09:16 AM
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