This weekend when my dad kindly drove me and my brother to London (well he actually drove down to Portsmouth to pick my brother Alex up from his apprenticeship placement then to London) to see All Time Low in concert, we decided to stay the night so the day was less hectic and we could casually travel back the way we came.
Dad found a cheap, functional hotel round the corner from the venue. No fuss no hassle. Sorted. Now, I'm not complaining or leaving a bad review but walking round our three bedded room (the duvets were actually really comfy) I was pointing out things and it amused them so much that my dad told me to blog about it, so let's go.
There's already a couple nails in the wall to hang a picture from. And measurements too! Quality.
My dad actually contemplated going across the road to Holiday Inn and asking if they had any rooms there. Nevertheless the room was safe and functional so it wasn't a complete tragedy, just a poorly named hotel.
Tell me your hotel mishaps in the comments, where have you stayed that was "quality"?
Cheerio loved ones - Beky x
