Filling Rooms Someone Else Had Built
The buildings belonged to local owners. The company sold them the one thing they could not get on their own, and by 1979 there were 1,759 of them.
The Pool Was Lit Before You Got Out of the Car
You saw the sign before you saw the building. A tower of green and yellow bulbs above the trees at the exit ramp, an arrow at the bottom pointing down into a parking lot none of you had ever been in before.
Your father had been driving since lunch.
The key hung on a plastic diamond too big for anyone's pocket. The ice machine at the end of the walkway roared and then went quiet.
The pool was lit from underneath and still full of kids at nine at night. Children stayed free, which your parents mentioned more than once.
In the morning the man at the front desk picked up a phone, and a room three hundred miles ahead was waiting when you got there.
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The Name on the Sign Owned Almost Nothing Under It
The sign said Holiday Inn. The building usually belonged to somebody who lived nearby.
Kemmons Wilson, a Memphis homebuilder, opened the first one on Summer Avenue in Memphis, Tennessee, on August 1, 1952, after a family drive east where every roadside cabin was cramped and charged extra for children.
He built four around Memphis and then stopped building. In 1953 he started selling the name instead.
An owner put down five hundred dollars and paid five cents per room per night after that. The first such payment arrived in August 1954 and came to $115.60.
That arithmetic decided everything that followed. The company earned nothing on rooms built and everything on rooms filled.
So the real product was never lodging. It was occupancy, sold to men who owned twenty rooms on a highway and otherwise had to sit and wait for headlights.
A Machine for Sending Strangers Down the Road
The interstate program did half the work, and Wilson placed inns where the pavement was going before it arrived.
The other half was Holidex. In 1965 the company wired every inn to a reservation office in Memphis, so a clerk in Ohio could hold a room in Georgia while the family was still standing at the counter. At the time it was the largest civilian computer network in the world.
That turned every inn into a sales office for every other inn. A man in a small town was no longer buying a sign. He was buying a share of travelers who had never heard of his town.
The chain reached all fifty states by 1971. In 1972 a new one opened roughly every three days. When Wilson retired in 1979 there were 1,759 inns in more than fifty countries, and annual revenue had passed a billion dollars.
The Pavement Ran Out and the Middle Emptied
The model assumed a family in a car on a new road. By the early 1980s the interstate system was largely built, and the best corners were taken. Two gasoline shocks in the 1970s had already taught people to fly or stay home.
Then the market split. Budget chains took the bottom, selling a bed and nothing else for less. Newer brands took the top.
One room type at one price fit fewer and fewer trips, and the inns themselves were twenty years old, owned by hundreds of separate people, each deciding alone whether to spend on carpet.
The network thinned too. Toll free numbers, then terminals on travel agents' desks, then screens anyone could use meant a traveler could hold a room at any hotel in town, in the system or not. The service owners had been paying for quietly became free.
Sold to a Brewer
An outside investor built a stake in 1986. The company defended itself by taking on about $2.4 billion in debt and paying most of it out to shareholders, which left it safe from a buyer and short of cash.
The hotels outside North America went first, in 1988, for $475 million. The rest of the business followed, sold to a British brewer for about $2.2 billion in 1990.
What remained kept the newer brands it had invented, Hampton Inn and Embassy Suites among them, along with the casinos. The famous one was the part that got sold.
The great sign had already gone, phased out in 1982 for cheaper plastic. Wilson called it the worst mistake the company ever made.
The Toll Moved to the Screen
The mechanism outlived the company. Somebody still takes a cut for sending a guest to a room he does not own, and the owner still pays it, because the alternative is an empty room on a good night.
The counter moved from a front desk in Memphis to a phone in the traveler's hand. The fee stayed exactly where it was.
The room was never the scarce thing.
The guest was.
