Very mixed feelings about this place, for several reasons. First there is the visual aspect; a very…read moregrey building, with shades of beige, in a very grey city with a grey sky. Then you enter and see a chair made out of jeans, shaped as a mouth with the tongue sticking out and a big glass cherry. I hate this kind of tacky, tasteless, piled up shit at hotels, the corridors with a rug tiled with about 50 different patterns on the rug as to confuse you even more within their labyrinthine system, a red vinyl garden gnome flipping me off on the shelf next to a big cut out M, placed there for no reason, this style does not in any way enhance a residency. All pearls and shelves and blinds and cardboard and twisted iron, picture books and motivational quotes.
Well a couple of hours later i came Down in the reception and they had a bowl of ice with bottles of champagne in it for the guests to enjoy. Excellent trick, easy but very valuable points, a fairly good champagne, nothing charms the shit out of me as much as a free drink.
In the evening a nice looking waiter served me a very good amaretto while i observed a perfectly round gentleman bounce around inside. There was however a very suspect looking guy hanging around, chain smoking, by the door. With his grey ponytail, shaved in the sides, army pants and no apparent purpose but to glance viciously and walk back and forth he came off as the hotels designated drug dealer.
Surprisingly he was still there the next morning. doing the same thing. Very strange i must say.. The breakfast, which the receptionist personally assured was a 8,5 was okay, scrambled eggs with built in salmon and then, to my big surprise, chocolate milk! One million points for chocolate milk, and it wasnt a bad one either, every other hotel should take notice for there is nothing in the morning that i long for more than unlimited supplies of the motherfucking divine nectar that they call chocolate milk! In the light of morning, with a fresh chocolaty milk moustache, i discovered a huge park in the back which had ducks and some other kind of bird, twice the size of a duck and with a weird rash around the eye. I showed this to my friend who is quite the poultry scholar but he assured me that it was just another species of duck that just "look like someone punched their own balls spunked them in the face". A nice bird. Overall ugly but forgivable hotel. Shit city though
