On the hottest day of the year I was placed in a room where the air conditioning was not working: fear not, they gave me a fan that looked as though it had not been dusted since the 80’s when the rickety thing was bought!
But what detracted from the warm air circulated around the room by the noisy relic was the springy uncomfortable mattress…seemingly purchased in the same decade.
The room was not clean: a previous occupier’s pills lay scattered on the floor…and they left the gift of a long strand of black hair in the shower.
Generous.
Was breakfast the redeeming feature? No! Over-cooked eggs, under cooked hash brown, and deep fried sausage. Nothing about this start to the day screamed “Happy Friday”, more like “get out whilst you can”. Which I did!