Do you believe in ghosts?
I kind of like the idea of ghosts, but I can’t say I really believe in them.
Last week, I stayed in the famous, supposedly haunted, Driskill Hotel.
(It’s a beautiful hotel and I highly recommend you pay it a visit if you ever have the opportunity.)
I specifically requested a room with a ghost when I made the reservation.
As a result, I was assigned a room in the old(est) part of the hotel.
Of course, even the older parts of the hotel have been renovated. My room was beautiful.
After a long day of travel, I unpacked quickly.
I immediately attempted to plug in my many sources of technology (Kindle, phone, laptop) for recharging.
The outlets kept “spitting out” whatever I tried to plug in to them.
I’d like to say it was because the outlets were old/outdated … but they weren’t.
The outlets/electrical are very modern at The Driskill.
I tried three times (several different plugs) and finally, I said out loud:
It’s not funny, stop it!
And guess what?
I tried again, and all the plugs stayed plugged in.
Was a mischievous ghost having fun with me?
I didn’t really think so, but … maybe.
It was, at the very least, odd.
I left a short while later to explore an evening in Austin with my camera.
I returned well after dark, saw nothing strange upon entering my room, and promptly fell asleep.
I was gone all of the following day, and returned to the hotel exhausted on Saturday night.
As soon as I entered the room, I noticed it just felt different.
How do you explain a feeling?
I immediately noticed a few things were out of place.
For example, a small bag of toiletries which I had (absolutely, positively!!) left in the bathroom were on the floor in the far back corner of the closet.
It made no sense at all.
The bag had never been in the closet, or near the closet.
How did it get there?
I looked around the room, and noticed a few other things had been moved.
I found myself wondering if I really was in a “known” ghost room?
I was tired.
I was in quite a bit of pain.
I took a pain pill so I’d have a chance of sleeping.
I didn’t feel at all worried or afraid by the strange things-have-moved-in-the-room occurrence, but I admit my curiosity was peaked.
I had trouble falling asleep (lots of pain!), but eventually I did.
During the night, I woke up a few times hearing a loud, persistent, knocking/banging sound in the corner of my room.
There was nothing there.
I fell back asleep.
The same thing happened again – three times.
I found myself, half asleep, muttering “be quiet” to my empty room.
And then …?
LOUD, KNOCKING, BANGING in the corner of the room.
I fully woke up, sat up in bed … and a thing came out of the wall.
Yes, a THING.
I don’t know what it was.
It did not look like Casper the Ghost, and it did not look like a person.
It was mainly black, but not completely black.
I don’t know what it was – but it DID startle the hell out of me.
And then it seemed to be sucked right back into the wall.
Poof! It was gone!
The banging stopped, and I “knew” whatever it was wouldn’t be back.
I couldn’t get back to sleep for quite awhile. (My heart was pounding!)
Did I see a ghost?
I can’t say that I did.
Did something very strange happen?
Yes, most definitely.
I’ve told a few friends about my ghost/haunted experience.
Paul Newman asked if “it” was a girl or a boy.
“I don’t know,” I answered. “It was a THING.”
“Did it have boobs?” he asked.
(Such a Man Question! Is it every heterosexual male’s fantasy to have a ghost with boobs show up in their hotel room?)
“No, no boobs. It was a big THING.”
One of my girlfriends asked me, “Do you think you really saw a ghost, or did you hallucinate because of the pain pill?”
“I did not hallucinate after taking a pain pill,” I assured her.
(Let’s be real here folks, I’m a chronic pain patient – my body is USED to pain meds.)
So, what exactly did happen in my hotel room?
I don’t know.
I honestly, don’t know.
Do YOU believe in ghosts?