Now we are half way to our room and we are down an adult as my dad rushes off to the front desk area to see what is going on. Finally the elevators are in sight and we are at our room. Wait, what? They room key isn't working? No... Wait Brooklyn now has a blow out diaper that is staining her clothing? Lincoln is still sleeping? Yes... Fun times... My mom takes off to get to the bottom of our malfunctioning room keys while I attempt to lay Lincoln down and tackle the diaper issue. Fortunately Lincoln was so tired he just continued to sleep in the doorway. Unfortunately, I reached deep into the diaper bag and came to the horrible realization that I had no more diapers for Brooklyn. They were all behind the door T1524, in our room... Awesome... Luckily my chunky miss fit into one of brothers pull ups. Phew! And of course she was happy as a clam :-)
Finally security came and let us in our room and only minutes after that my dad came strolling down the hallway with a HUGE grin on his face. Apparently the urgent message was that he had won 1st place at the slot tournament in which he and my mom had participated along with over 400 other people. WOW!! He won $7,500!! Totally worth the room key fiasco! If only that had been the end of the room key saga. Little did we know that it was only the beginning. We would spend a majority of the duration of our stay fighting with defective room keys. Other than the nuisance of being locked out at random times and having the maintenance guy reprogram your door, the biggest problem was when we nearly were black balled from the pool. Finally the maintenance guys switched out the entire card reader and we had no more room key problems :-)
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