On the first day of the NBA All-Star weekend, I checked into the Hyatt Regency at the Hilton Indianapolis.
I was expecting a busy night at the game, with all the celebrities and big-name players mingling in the ballrooms and on the floor.
Instead, I found a more casual vibe, with people enjoying drinks at tables, taking pictures and chatting.
The hotel was packed, and I could feel the anticipation building.
But I had to get up early, so I headed to the nearby Marriott.
The hotel had a different feel, with a smaller ballroom and a different vibe.
I made the trek to the ballroom that evening, with the sound of DJing playing on a small stereo system.
The day before, I’d been excited by a group of celebrities and musicians at a concert in downtown Indianapolis.
Now, they were at the ball room, dancing, drinking, and talking to fans.
I decided to check out the Hy-Vee Arena for the first time since my move to Indianapolis, and the hotel was a great place to start.
It had the right size for the fans, and it had the ball rooms and seating.
The atmosphere was perfect for the game.
There was a huge difference in the vibe, though, and that difference was evident the day before.
After a good meal and a drink, I left the ball floor and headed upstairs to the bar, where a couple of men were playing pool.
As soon as I stepped outside, I saw my name on the door.
It was the manager, who I recognized from my last visit to the hotel.
I told him I was heading to the game and he said, “I’m sorry, but the Hyre’s is closed.”
I didn’t understand what was going on.
I knew that Hy-Valu had been a hotel for years, but I’d never seen the Hyatts before.
I wanted to go in and see what was up.
When I arrived, the manager asked if I had booked a room.
I told him, and he walked over to the Hypert and asked for my name.
The Hyatt told him that it had no room available.
He said that I had two nights and that he’d have to make room for me.
He told me to get a hotel reservation and get the next morning.
I got a hotel card and went downstairs to get my room.
The next morning, I went to the receptionist.
She told me that there was no room for anyone in the hotel and that I’d have the next day to pick a room somewhere else.
I left my hotel card, which I gave to the manager.
He then called a number listed on the card, and after the phone rang for a few minutes, the guy on the other end said, I’ll have you know I just got a room and I’m ready to go.
“The manager told me it was the HyATT’s who was taking over the Hyatta’s hotel.
I went home and started packing my bags and heading out the door when I heard my name called.
I’d made a big mistake, I thought.
I called back the next night and said, What happened?
The next night, I called the hotel again and was told there was nothing available.
The manager asked me if I’d like to cancel my room and get a room elsewhere.
I said, No.
It’s a hotel.
The room was available.
The manager asked where I had been, and told me, “You know, you can’t just come back and tell us what happened.
It must have been a mistake.
We’re taking over now.
“So I went back to the front desk and asked if the HyAtt had changed the reservation.
The guy on line said, Yes, we have changed the room reservation.”
The hotel manager told the guy I had the wrong number.
He was not telling me where the reservation was.
I started going around the room trying to find where the room was, to no avail.
I asked the HyAds manager to call me back, but he wouldn’t do that.
So I called a friend and said that the HyATs manager should come to my hotel room and give me a hotel room.
The next day, I was able to get the hotel room with my hotel cards.
I went back into the hotel to pick up my hotel and went into the front office.
The man on the phone told me the hotel manager was gone and that the hotel had changed its reservation.
He also said he was going to take over the hotel’s operations and was going in there to change everything, and if I didn�t come in by Wednesday, I would have to cancel the room I had reserved.
I walked back to my room to get ready for the next evening, when I would find out the hotel did have room available for me again.
At the end of the day, the hotel