The irony was for me that when I was down in Sydney last year to see my football team win the 2016 NRL grand final I had one of the best stays in all of my travels staying at a Meriton motel and the worst ever experience in the dearest motel I have ever stayed in one week after my Meriton experience at the Quest at Sydney Olympic Park Motel where I paid $888 for two nights, plus $50 to park my car in the motel car-park for which Quest couldn't guarantee me a spot and advised me that if I couldn't get one that I could park my car down the road in a government owned car-park for the same price.
|Playing musical car-parks with my car in Quest's #23 spot|
|A "lucky" Don Bradman coin on my Quest dresser top, which would prove lucky that weekend|
"Fortune Used to Hide in the Palm of His Hand."
And while $888 (plus $50 to park my car) for two nights in a motel room seemed a bit steep I couldn't help thinking that 888 was a good number sign for me, as I once had a peddle car with 888 on the number-plate and that the Sharks might just win the thing I had been waiting all my life for them to win.
|Looking up from the footpath to the Quest motel rooftop|
|My son and I congratulating the players after the game on their victory lap|
|The view from my 1st floor balcony at the Quest at Sydney Olympic Park|
I initially had a room on the top floor looking towards the back, but was moved to the 1st floor with a room looking towards the front, because I wanted to watch the AFL grand final on my motel room TV on a free to air station that every motel room in Australia had on it's TV on my travels around Australia except my TV in my $444 a night room.
To put this in perspective I was paying $330 a week back in Brisbane to rent my townhouse.
A staff member from the motel was sent up to the room to try and get the TV channel working, but couldn't get it on the TV set so he arranged a room move to the first floor for me, so I could watch the AFL grand final between the Bulldogs and the Swans that Saturday afternoon.
The move to the lower floor didn't bother me that much even though I had just lugged all of my gear from the car-park to the top floor, got settled and then had to do it all over again.
The view out of my 1st floor window was probably better than the view from my top floor room looking out the back anyway.
I had booked a room for two, because my youngest son was coming from Canberra to stay the Sunday night after the final, so Saturday after watching the Bulldogs win the AFL grand final on my motel room TV I took a walk around to see the 2000 Sydney Olympic Games artwork and have a walk around the stadium where the NRL grand final was going to be played on Sunday night.
It was good weather that weekend, so walking around the streets made a pleasant walk.
They were doing rehearsals for the grand final music Saturday night and I heard a Bruce Springsteen song blasting out of the stadium and since me and Bruce share the 23rd of September as our birthdays I thought this was another promising sign for me.
I ate out and then headed back to my motel room on the 1st floor to have an early night so I would be ready for the big day on Sunday.
But the arseholes staying in the next room had decided to have an all night party with their music up full bore.
I let it go until around midnight then started thumping the wall with my fist and telling them to turn the f#cking "music" down, but that didn't work, so I phoned reception and told them to make these bastards turn their music down.
Nothing happened, so at two in the morning I rang reception and asked for a room change, but they told me that wasn't possible, so I told them to make these f#ckers stop partying so I could sleep.
Nothing happened until 4 in the morning when these AHs must have partyed themselves out.
Sunday morning I asked for a room change and they told me these guys were checking out Sunday.
I also asked why my room wasn't serviced as I was running out of soap, coffee and milk.
They told me because it was a holiday there was no room service today.
$444 a night for a room and no room service because it was a holiday?!
So they arranged for me to meet a guy at the storage room on another floor so that staff member could open the storage room and let me get what I needed for the day.
My son arrived from Canberra around Sunday lunchtime and I noticed that the jerks in the next room were still there, so I rang reception and asked why those people were still in the next room and they told me that they had extended their stay.
I told reception that if they partied again tonight and nothing was done about it that I would do something about it.
They didn't party as far as I know, but when I got back to the motel I did...because karma is a bitch and I had my TV turned up full blast on their wall and watched the Sharks win all over again.
You could say it was one hell of a weekend at the Quest in more ways than one and I wrote a one star review and posted it at the Quest at Sydney Olympic Park Motel page on Booking.com, but it's not on there anymore for some reason.
Maybe the federal court want to do a check on Quest, as well.
I won't ever stay there again after my weekend with them, that's for sure.
|Sydney Olympic Stadium|
There is still two more NRL grand finals to be played there yet before the stadium comes down, so hopefully the Sharks will make one or both of them.
|Keith Urban walking past without saying hello on the way to the pre-game show|
|The DVD I bought at the Golden Guitar in Tamworth|
|Sorry Storm, but you'll have to wait another 12 months, 2016 was not your year it turns out|
The Windmills of My Mind
|Monday at the Cronulla clubhouse on my quest to follow that star?-)|
The Freemasons of course;-)
And if you want to stay at a good motel around Sydney, try
Rydges at Cronulla.
What a weekend that all turned out to be.
Quest over in a year that I'll never forget.
But just in case I do, I'll always have this to remind me.
That's if I don't lose my arm in life's travels.