I'm beginning to hate hotels. Got in to a 4 star hotel at 10:30 p.m. last night, restaurants were both closed, the 3 lounge staff ignored us for 15-20 minutes even though I'd spoken to them and asked if they were open when we first got in there, took till midnight to get dinner, then there is no WIFI in the rooms so I have to use a phone modem to use the internet to do a nightly check in with SWMBO who is 400 miles away with the rest of the brood putting the oldest on a plane bound on a solo trip that will take her halfway around the world with a week's layover part way.
Maybe I'm just old and cranky, but what can they do? send me home to commune with my GT and shop stuff? I say bring it on....... The romance of travel is officially dead.
I DON'T CARE IF I EVER SEE ANOTHER AIRPORT OR STAY IN ANOTHER HOTEL/MOTEL IN MY LIFE.
Edited by camdigger, February 20, 2016 - 09:24 AM.