Vintage postcard of the Gables Motel in Fresno, still there off Highway 99. "Cooled by refrigeration" is kind of like saying "heated by heat," but to California motorists sweating it out with no A/C, it probably sounded pretty sexy.
I'm Chris, and I spent my childhood living in a motel my family owned in the southwest. This blog is a paean to the joys of the road -- the accommodations, the eating, the exploring, and, sometimes, the cringing.
Postcard of the TraveLodge in Alamogordo, NM, circa 1976. The back of the card reads: "In the morning shadow of the beautiful Sacramento Mountains. Direct dial phones, T.V., refrigerated air-conditioning, heated pool, free reservation service and free coffee in the lobby." It's like a motel haiku.
My wife Alysia is more classy, and blogs about the hotels she grew up in, as well as hotel culture in general. (Yes, we are the Hart-To-Hart of lodging bloggery.) Visit her website at Hotel Me More...
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