Five miles from beautiful Lake Champlain, where swimming, boating, and fishing are tops. Beautyrest beds and private showers. This is not the only Ho-Hum Motel. Here's another one in North Dakota.
What exactly means HO-HUM? Where the HOs are humming? Nice, earthquake-proof buildings. Drive-in, no walking down long hallways, waiting for elevators.
Oh I've been to Glacier Park, they have the clearest water there.....! Both of these Ho-Hum....spots are way cool...."Oh hum...I bet anyone staying at either place had a marvelous time! Great post cards, thanks!
Who would have thought Ho-Hum to be a chain? I hope Eddie, Eleanore and Elaine faired well in life after 1958. I hope someone saved that cool looking sign, too!
I love the tackiness of old motels, and I'm not referring to the carpet. Ahhhh, the bolted down televisions. The paintings screwed to the wall. The broken ice machines. The diesel trucks idling all night behind the motel until around 3 am. And let's not forget the sanitary strip of paper across the toilet. I always wanted to put it back on before leaving, but my mother advised me not to (though I did see her and my dad laughing.)
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What exactly means HO-HUM? Where the HOs are humming?
ReplyDeleteNice, earthquake-proof buildings.
Drive-in, no walking down long hallways, waiting for elevators.
I love the idea of the Ho-Hum Motel. Husband : "shall we stop at that hotel?". Wife : "Ho ...hum" Husband : "Too late now we have passed it"
ReplyDeleteOh I've been to Glacier Park, they have the clearest water there.....! Both of these Ho-Hum....spots are way cool...."Oh hum...I bet anyone staying at either place had a marvelous time! Great post cards, thanks!
ReplyDeleteSo funny -- who knew there were actual Ho-Hum motels?
ReplyDeleteI don't know if Ho Hum motels caught on, but 'private showers' may have a future ;) LOL
ReplyDeleteI think the Ho Hum Motel looks like a perfectly lovely place to have a rest...quiet...peaceful...ho hum...I'd love to check in there right now!
ReplyDeleteClassic! I sure wish I knew where you find this stuff....
ReplyDeletethey don't look Ho-Hum to me!!
ReplyDeletelove the old motor lodges,motor courts and motels!!! they had style!!!
Who would have thought Ho-Hum to be a chain? I hope Eddie, Eleanore and Elaine faired well in life after 1958. I hope someone saved that cool looking sign, too!
ReplyDeleteHo-hum is a good description of most motels: lacking interest or inspiration; dull; mediocre.
ReplyDeleteI love the tackiness of old motels, and I'm not referring to the carpet. Ahhhh, the bolted down televisions. The paintings screwed to the wall. The broken ice machines. The diesel trucks idling all night behind the motel until around 3 am. And let's not forget the sanitary strip of paper across the toilet. I always wanted to put it back on before leaving, but my mother advised me not to (though I did see her and my dad laughing.)
ReplyDeleteOne does have to wonder sometimes how the US ever became a world superpower....
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