Some time ago, I went on vacation. I visited the Guest Room Resort for a week. You know I usually stay at the Comfy Chair, but last year it was crowded, and I needed a change. While I Tweeted about my experiences during the trip, I have now composed an extensive review for publication on all the travel sites.
I booked a suite overlooking the garden. I made reservations online, but received no confirmation. I contacted the staff prior to my arrival and received a brusque “Hey, kitty” reply with an odd reference to “Snookums,” but still no confirmation of my booking. Despite my trepidation, I went to the resort anyway.
Once at the Guest Room Resort, there was no one at the front desk. I called for assistance and carry-in service, but none arrived. I was little jet-lagged from my travel to the vacation suite, so I decided to settle myself in to take a nap. I left word that I’d like a wake-up call for lunch. As I was relaxing on the new, soft, expensive quilt, one of the staff barges in and starts yelling about cat fur. I demanded a refund, but I was ignored.
My Garden View room was spacious, with a large bed. There were no jingly or squeaky kitty toys provided, so remember to bring your own if you visit. Almost as soon as I got in to the room, a lamp fell over. The bathroom was private, but down the hall quite a distance. When I chose the Guest Room Resort for my vacation, I was under the impression they had a casino. They do not. I was unable to find a bar at the resort to order a tuna juice. The windowsills in the room were very narrow. The one positive thing about my vacation in the Guest Room Resort: Great wi-fi.
You know, travel writing is exhausting. I need a nap. I’ll continue my review tomorrow and tell you about the dining experiences.