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Checking in to check out that $66.85 Geiger rate

Doug Clark The Spokesman-Review

It appears Spokane will be shelling out $66.85 a day for every inmate it ships out to the Geiger Corrections Center west of town.

This is almost 7 bucks more than the Geiger officials asked for.

But the big brainiacs down at City Hall decided to let some consultant come up with a figure. And so – wouldn’t you know – we all got screwed, glued and tattooed.

“Had the city not fought the county’s original proposal,” our news story reported, “the city would have saved taxpayers about $300,000.”

As a citizen who votes every now and then and even occasionally pays taxes, I view this Geiger hike as an outrage. It would be cheaper to rent our Geiger-bound malefactors downtown motel rooms, pay for their meals and toss in a movie.

You know, that’s really not as crazy as it sounds. Through the process of release (or the more usual escapes) all Geiger inmates wind up downtown eventually.

And so I have embarked on an experiment to prove my theory. Today, I plan to check into one of our downtown low-cost motels. During my stay I will spend the night, eat three squares and – just like Geiger inmates – try to score some rotgut hooch to ease the pain.

My goals are to:

1. Beat that $66.85 price and …

2. Avoid being mugged, plugged or subjected to involuntary shower sex.

“I believe that’s a good challenge, Doug,” Geiger Director Leon Long wrote in an e-mail when I told him what I was up to. “While I won’t comment on the sex part, they do get hot showers and TV here!!!”

That Leon is such a card.

Last January, he offered to give me a “Geiger Corrections Bed and Breakfast” T-shirt, which was designed by the custody manager.

I told Long I couldn’t accept a freebie and sent a check for $15. Sometime later, the gray T-shirt arrived. It has a drawing of a pair of handcuffs hanging from the word “Geiger” on the front. The back has a sketch of a bleak jail cell.

But getting back to my quest, Monday morning found me scouting the city’s core for cheap, crabs-free lodgings.

I immediately had to rule out the Davenport Hotel due to the fact that a basic room goes for $199.

There goes hanging with Samuel L. Jackson.

I jaywalked dejectedly across Sprague. The guy behind the front desk at the Hotel Lusso told me he needed $165 for a standard room “with a queen.”

I’m pretty sure he was talking about the bed.

Next up was the Montvale Hotel, 1005 W. First Ave. A young woman said $75 was her final offer.

As long as I was in the neighborhood, I felt obligated to check out the shabby Otis Hotel. A steely-eyed guy told me through a hole in a thick glass window that he didn’t rent rooms by the day.

A sign, however, indicated that a guest of an Otis dweller could spend the night for a nominal fee.

I’ve forked over a lot of spare change to panhandling Otis residents. But I don’t think any of them would consider my donations grounds for a sleepover.

The Ramada, 123 S. Post, wanted $57.20 including tax. Better.

Then on South Washington I saw this beat up, crusty sign: Downtowner Motel.

“This is probably gonna be the cheapest you’ll find around here,” said a talkative guy who was checking out.

The manager let me inspect a room. I saw a bed, TV and no discernable bloodstains. All good.

The price with tax was better: $40.13.

So will the downtrodden Downtowner be Doug’s downfall?

Stay tuned for my Thursday report on experiencing Spokane on a Geiger inmate budget.

Wherever I end up, I hope the room comes with a queen.