Not Exactly Roughing It

Our trip to the Vail Valley was a busy one. Perhaps the hardest part was our lodging. Here we were enjoying the Valley, gallivanting around, but when we wanted to go to retire each night we had to brave a trecherous drive 3 miles up the mountain into a sketchy neighborhood called Beaver Creek, climb 3 flights of stairs (there may or may not have been an elevator, I'm still too shaken to remember) and stay in this dump:

The tub was barely big enough to fit two people.  Ridiculous.

Who puts the flat screen next to the fireplace.  I mean really...

The only redeeming quality of this wretched kitchen was lovely cow photo..

The bed would have been okay had there not been these dumb posts on the corners.  

We had to escape our cramped quarters for a few minutes...despite the pollution.

Building on an interstate is acceptable, but on a ski run?  What were they thinking?

It's like they built 5 star hotels and golf courses randomly just to make a hard commute. 

Needless to say, Beaver Creek's tagline of "Not Exactly Roughing It" is a joke.  I can see why only 2nd home owners buy property here, who would want to live in a dump like this year round?