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| - Coming into town for a trade show, we looked up hotels. The suggested hotel was much farther from the convention center, and cost quite a lot more. Hotels.com found the Hotel San Carlos for us, and we jumped on it.
Historic? Quaint? Affordable? Check!
But "quaint" got old pretty quick.
We arrived from the airport, and the valet parked our rental car. We checked in, unloaded our stuff, then walked to the convention center (naturally, the hall we were in was on the FAR side of the center from where we were staying...). We got set up, then headed back to the hotel to wash up for dinner.
I stepped into the shower, and was happy that it was plenty hot. But what's this? The water isn't draining?! Seriously? No, it's not plugged, it's just not draining! I ended my shower with water about 3" over my ankles...
Okay, done with the shower - what's that noise? Oh, wow, the walls are thin, I think that's a SAXOPHONE I hear from another room somewhere!
Next, we went down to get the car so we could go to dinner. The valet, while trying to do a 3-point-turn, didn't notice a car backing out of a space behind him (the car backing out apparently didn't notice the valet, either). Not a huge collision, but both cars ended up with new paint on them... The poor valet looked like he was scared to death that we were going to eat him alive.
We negotiated for free valet parking the rest of the weekend, but were never able to be assured whether the hotel would cover the damages to the rental car - the General Manager was the person to speak to, and she was apparently not available the entire time we were there...
Bed was comfy, but I would have liked an option for something in between "just a sheet" and the "full comforter", especially since there was no way to adjust the room temperature.
Saturday, we once more walked to the trade show. Early afternoon, I came back to the hotel for a little while, to find the elevators were not working. After being on my feet for a while already, this was just about the LAST thing I wanted to deal with. Well, at least we were on the 4th floor and not the 7th! I hoped they'd be running again by the time we got back in the evening, but they weren't.
About those thin walls? Yeah, we got to go to sleep Sat. night with the booming and thumping and loud laughter from the club downstairs. By the time we left Sun. morning, we were ready. We were almost afraid that we'd accidentally stumbled onto the inspiration for the Eagles' Hotel California - "you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave!"
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