This is a hotel keycard. It’s supposed to let you operate the lift and open your room door. Except it doesn’t always do that.
I’ve been in the Ramada Downtown for a week, and I’ve had to have my card “recharged” or changed four times. [Update: it’s happened five times in 10 days.] On the second occasion, the very pleasant check-in clerk told me I shouldn’t keep it in my pocket near my mobile phone.
But it’s not as simple as that.
Continue reading The key to nowhere
My hotel room, in common with every hotel room I’ve stayed in in the past 10 or more years, is very “green”. What I mean by that is that it has little notices like this:
There are a few variations, but basically they are asking guests to indicate whether they want their sheets or towels replaced, reminding us of the damage we are doing to the environment by washing things to often. Continue reading It’s not easy being green