Rockwall, Texas: Super 8, not so super

At first glance this is a typical motel with a fairly generous truck parking area, one that is fairly easy to get in and out of, with plenty of room to turn around. You just have to watch out for the exposed rebar in the front drive as you enter and leave the lot.

The leak in the bathroom ceiling looks like an old one from the size of the rust stains. That is until you take a closer look and get to watch the water droplets come down. This is especially fun after the person upstairs takes a shower. I was just glad that it wasn't bulging like this over the toilet. When I noticed this Saturday I thought about insisting on a room change due to it, but was feeling lazy and decided to endure it for one more night. It wasn't dripping on me, or touching anything of mine, so had little effect on my being here.

The poorly fitting door was one problem I noticed fairly quickly, but did not recognize as a real problem until this morning. That was when my camping senses kicked in, I didn't realize at first why I was awake, just knew that something had woken me up. A noise from somewhere, there near my milk crate of food. As I sat up something fairly large and furry scurried out of the room and through the crack under the door. I doubt it was a mouse, even if this is Texas, no way a mouse silhouettes against the wall, above the carpet kick plate. From the looks of the bent down portion of the door, this sort of in and out has been going on for a long time. What makes it more scary is the question, was this done by the rats?

I plan on complaining about this when I check out today, see if they give me a discount for sharing a room. Either way I think the health department will find it all very interesting, but that is for later as I need to get dressed and loaded up, and it is raining. It started just as I looked out the door to see if the creature was still hanging around.