What I love about hotels:
- TVs in armoires
- endless supply of white towels
- bathrobes
- the glorious crispness of all fabrics
- you show up: the room is spotless. You leave your crap all over the place then go to get a Starbucks (I mean... Blenz). You come back: all your crap is cleaned up. It's like magic!! Or like clandestine, invisible gnomes infiltrate the room the moment you leave. I must lure and capture one and transport it home in my bag
- teeny toiletteries to bogart
- complimentary tea
- informative pamphlets in the hotel lobby
What I hate about hotels:
- the messed up channels -- Bravo is on channel 37?!!
- the temperature control gizmo having menopausal hot and cold flashes throughout the night
- when your key card refuses to instigate the green "unlock" light on the door handle, even though you KNOW you're at the right room and really need to pee
- never being quite sure if you managed to program the alarm properly
- ineffective dollar store hair dryers
- pastels and floral print
- the lure of the mini bar
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