I've gone to Crystal Mountain my entire life (save for the first 5 years) and decided to rent a place and experience the mountain for a few days. It was a goat rodeo from beginning to end. Making the reservation was absurd. The web site didn't work so I had to call a number. No one would pick up the phone so after a few back and forths with voicemail, I got a hold of someone. The call that was picked up wasn't working so the person called me back. Evidently they run the company off of Google Voice and they sit in cafés to save money on phone bills as well as being able to prevent annoying ringing phones when customers want to make reservations or find out what on earth is going on. Anyway, the reservation was eventually made. The price suggested a four star resort which I am used to so I looked forward to check-in. Check-in I arrived and found there was no one on site to check anyone in. I had received an email a couple of weeks prior indicating that I would receive check-in information via email. I did not. I asked around and was referred to a piece of paper afixed to one fo the buildings that gave the phone number of the "not-terribly-resident" manager. Again, I was referred to my email. "Check your spam filter" I did, there was no email. I was given a code to an antiquated mechanical lockbox afixed to the wall of the building just outside my door. It opened just fine. I was told to return the key when leaving the premises.. This set off the bells on my security instincts, but whatever, I wasn't in the position to argue. There was a threat of fine for "lost keys" which could be interpreted creatively. When it was time to leave, the lockbox would not close. The "User Manual", a piece of paper with a long list of FAQ's directed me to make inquiries via text message. I texted that the lockbox didn't work, so I took the key with me as I left. The Experience in the Unit As you walk into the unit, there are three beds crammed into a small room with a door on the opposite side of the room from the entry door. There was a queen bed, and just beyond the foot of the bed, there were two bunk beds mounted on the wall vertically. I was stunned. Who would pay these prices for this? Me, evidently. Wow. I opened up the other door and found a bathroom, kitchenette with an antique over-under dishwasher (lower) stove (upper) device. It looked like it was from the late 60's. I was planning on verifying this but forgot to take a photo. I didn't try either unit. There was a couch with a small tv on the opposite wall over a dining table. The tv was far too small given the distance between the couch and tv, but it worked at least. There was a small porch which might be nice in summer months. It had a few inches of snow with no shovel to remove it. The view from the porch and the adjoining room was pleasant and you could see the run that came down above Snorthing Elk Lodge. Internet Forget about it. The FAQ sheet indicat
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