A couple of weeks ago, I had to search the Internet for a motel room for my boss, who was traveling to the Texas Hill Country to pick up her kiddoes from summer camp. I saw this, which just has to be a typo (in my line of work, that is called a “secretarial misadventure”), and saved it. Enjoy. Oh, and just try calling the hotel and insisting on the $999 room. For that I want a footrub and breakfast, lunch and dinner in bed!