Cheap Motels, Road Trip and Lots Of Laughs

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My parents were very thrifty and loved to travel. They weren't wealthy when they were young with young kids but they had a huge wander lust. I wrote a story titled 50 Foot Tides. About one of our experiences on this trip with my parents. This is about the other memorable night in an old motel on that same trip. It was a family trip up the east coast of Canada. My brother was in high school, I was in Jr. High and my sister was still in elementary school. We traveled to Maine to visit my father's uncle and aunt. From there we headed to Canada. It was the 1950's. We traveled up the coast to enjoy the beautiful beaches and cliffs we drove by. We ate lobster and seafood, something that was cheap there but expensive at home in New York. We visited woolen mills because my mother was a seamstress and we stop at historic places. We stayed at night in tiny funny motels. They probably cost five dollars a night and back then that was a lot... One memorable place we stayed in looked like a very tiny cottage. There were dozens of them in the motor court. The name Motor Court should have told us how old it was but it was clean so that was all that mattered. Every step in the cottage the floor creaked. There were two double beds and a couch, TV and a bathroom. The walk to the bathroom was like a walk down a hill, the whole cottage listed (leaned) to the back. We laughed every time anyone went to the bathroom because of the uneven walk and because the door didn't close so one needed to take something with them put agains the door to keep it closed. We laughed a lot that night, creaky floors and doors that don't close were really funny to kids. And we all woke up when the train went by, shaking us enough to be bouncing on the beds and laughing until we cried... A night to remember. Here is the link to the other post about that trip called 50 Foot Tides in case you missed it.