But here’s the secret: That’s exactly why I love them now. In a world of Airbnb checklists and “contactless check-in,” the motel offers something radical: honesty.
For the road-tripper, the trucker, or the family with a station wagon full of screaming kids, the motel was a sanctuary. No bellhops. No tipping the valet. Just you, the key, and the open road. To understand the motel, you have to go back to the 1950s and 60s. The Interstate Highway System was being built. Americans had disposable income and a love affair with the automobile. But here’s the secret: That’s exactly why I
Unlike a traditional hotel, where you walk through a lobby, wait for an elevator, and shuffle down a carpeted hallway, the motel is brutally efficient. Your door opens to the outside. You park ten feet from your bed. No bellhops
Have you ever had a memorable (good or bad) motel experience? Tell me about the ice machine or the weird painting in the comments. To understand the motel, you have to go
There’s a specific kind of silence at a motel.
