Everyone, except for the very lucky among us, have had some sort of booking mishap before. I am not talking about realising that you have turned up at the airport a full day after the plane has left because you misread the time & date. That would be your own fault. No I mean being misled by marketing into thinking you were going somewhere more lovely than you actually were. There are several warning signs to look out for: The Fawlty Tower. Yes, it’s true that the English are not always the most hospitable.
But this kind of hotel describes rice crispies & jam as a continental breakfast- even though you had imagined croissants, ham & emmenthal cheese. You soon realise that room service means that they’ll bring you a sandwich up, if you’re lucky, when the restaurant is open between the hours of 7pm & 8pm. Best way to deal with it? Don’t mention the war. The Euro hostel. Hostels are an excellent way to see the sites of a new city without breaking the bank. But sometimes it turns out that the description of “lively, friendly, bijoux” accommodation means that you’re sharing a postage stamp sized room with bunk beds, with 4 Japanese strangers, on the parade route of the local fireworks & horns festival. Best way to deal with it? Make friends with your roommates & borrow a trumpet… Article Source: http://EzineArticles.com/4405178
