Guest User
January 1, 2024
So, I recently visited what they generously labeled a resort. I think they misspelled "resort" and meant "last resort" or maybe "resort to laughter." Strap in, future adventurers, you're in for a ride. Picture this: a room adorned with not-so-live houseflies, giving us a real "buzz." My wife's face turned into a priceless work of art. The bed sheets were playing hide-and-seek with cleanliness, and the bathroom? Let's say it was on a vacation of its own. After a mini-breakdown and a series of requests, they graciously upgraded us to another room. It had the same script but with a touch of improvisation. Requesting a bedsheet change felt like negotiating a peace treaty.