One Pointless Story

This story is pointless. Don't read this.
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>Okay, so a man with a family is going on a business trip during the holiday season.
>After having his bags packed, his wife kisses him on the cheek and says, " Just don't go to the Hildalgo Hotel."
>She knew the area well.
>He shrugs it off and head for the big city.
>His flight was pleasant, no delays oddly enough. He didn't have a passenger next to him on the plane.
>There was a good movie playing. The food was delicious.
>Finally, after a few hours the plane lands. He looks for a driver displaying his last name and finds him.
>While in the car, the driver asks about his flight. All the guy had to say was it's pleasant.
>He requests that the driver stop by the closet tavern to unwind before the real work begins.
>He makes it to a bar, the name irrelevant and has a seat on the bar stool.
>He orders a few shots of vodka, didn't make a difference to him.
>The bartender walks over and says, "having a good night?"
>The guy replies, "yes. Though I don't know what hotel I'll go to."
>"Don't go to the Hildalgo Hotel," he said like it was a reflex.
>He looks up at the bartender, surprised to hear this piece of advice yet again.
"Why?"
>Bartender doesn't respond, just walks off. After the guy has his drink, he's back in the limbo headed toward a "Come On Inn"
>He smirks at the pun. He makes it to the front desk, only to find that they have no rooms available.
>"Sorry sir, I'm afraid we don't have any rooms right now, but..."
>The front desk woman jots down an address on a card and hands it too him.
>"Try this place, it's better than going to the Hildalgo Hotel."
>Once again this piece information spooks him, but he manages to shrug it off and take the card.
>Back into the limbo he goes, toward a "Sleepin' Inn".
>Once again he chuckles at the pun.
>Once again he makes to the front desk to get the same news: No rooms available.
>This cycle rinces and repeats until he's exhausted the lists of every Inn, Hotel, Motel only leaving one: The Hildalgo Hotel.
>Every front desk clerk heavily advised not to set foot in it, but since it's farily late at night, he takes his chance.
>When he arrives there, turns out there was a few left. He arranged for a room.
>Only to have the best experience possible. The shower was hot like he liked it, the soap and shampoo had an enticing scent.
>Beds and sheets were comfy.
>All in all, during this business trip, he decide that will be his place to crash for the week.
>He checks out of the Hotel, but first tipped the front desk clerk just for working there.
>After that, he makes it home, his wife and kids are safe.

>To add more good news, his boss gave him a two week paid vacation.
>Happy to hear the news, he takes his family to an old lake back in his home town. A nice cozy town. Anyhow, he decides to go fishing
>While his family gets better acquainted with the local restaurants and shops.
>In his boat, he nods, he's content in his soul. He decides to reel in and re-cast.
>To his disappointment, nothing was caught, but he shrugged it off. And gets ready for the next cast.
>He stands up in the boat, mindful of his balance and gets into the casting position.
>When he made the cast, he lost his balance, which is the very thing he was trying to avoid. Lands in the cool water and the boat goes belly up over him.
>Sadly, he drowns to death.