Barbizon Palace, Amsterdam. Really…?!


Welcome to room 242


No really. Welcome to room 242. The room with the five star view. To the hotels defence I have to point out that this view was blocked by a curtain in a nice sun-bleeched yellow tint.


First task in my fice star hotel room: Assemble the wardrobe that is falling apart. The cleaner who haven’t seen this eeeeevery day while changing the bath robe in the wardrode must be blind. Legally blind…


Finger used to illustrate the depth of the mismatch of the wardrobe. Five stars…


My five star bed table. Includes a motel style radio unit straight from the 70’s. But wait…


…oh. The radio isn’t a radio. It just looks like one. So let’s look at the tv mentioned on the nicely glued on paper notice.


The nice (irony) 20 inch tv set includes a clock. Which is set to the correct time. Sort of…


The lamp on the table is supposed to be in an upright position. But as it has been badly assembled or is just…old it falls down as soon it’s touched. This can only mean one of two things: the person who is cleaning the room never touches the table or is blind. Or the bonus thing: the management just don’t care.


Mmmmm…modem. Those were the days. An indication to when the room last were redone.


The explanation to why the shower varied in pressure when moved. The hose is broken.


Plastic ”goo” stuck to the bathroom wall and the wall itself is noticably dirty. This is some 10 centimeters above the trash can. How can anyone miss this. Five stars…


Okey…entering the humor section. A poster found in one of the hallways of the hotel. Need I say more…?


Usually a great advice. Would be even greater if the staff behind the bar who charged us 25€ for a normal hotel breakfast had even a hint of a smile on his face. Or for that matter anyone in the staff. To be fair to the cleaning staff – they were teh only ones who actually smiled at us.

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