The Great Mennonite Migration: Behind the Scenes of a Seasonal Hotel Hustle
Every year, as the leaves fall and the northern air gets that unmistakable bite, a unique migration begins—not of birds, but of minibuses packed to overflowing, heading south from Alberta, Canada, all the way to sunny Mexico. No, this isn’t the world’s quirkiest road trip documentary (though it should be). This is the annual Mennonite migration, and if you’ve ever worked in hospitality along their route, you know it’s a season all its own.
Picture this: You, working the front desk at a highway hotel, see a convoy pull in—children peeking through the windows, women in traditional bonnets, and a patriarch approaching to book “a room with two beds.” If you’re new to the game, you might think, “Oh, two beds, four people, easy.” If you're experienced? You brace yourself for a human Tetris situation that would make even the savviest event planner sweat.