A motel to forget

We arrived at the far north end of the island after a long day and I picked a cheap motel... Bad idea...the hall and rooms had musty ancient carpet and the rooms had a look of desperation. Our room had two beds and Karen and I argued over which one had the cleanest linens. We settled on stripping the unspeakable quits off and picking the least offensive bed. We all felt like leaving but we had paid and were exhausted. We left early next day