One can debate high and low, modernism versus kitsch; five star service with two dollar blackjack, Tostada Con Tomate with a stack of flapjacks. That would be missing the point. A great hotel is about a traveler’s experience.
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My room was a staging ground for, and refuge from, my hesitant foray into the past.
Read MoreA little more credit card debt could not, did not, disrupt one of the best night sleeps ever.
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I confess I was disconcerted, thrown off my self-satisfied smuggery and, I'll write it, kinda nervously entered the elevator. By the time the doors opened onto the sixth floor my unease had only increased and I came to realize that there is nothing more terrifying than an empty hotel hallway at 2 in the morning. I was startled by my own fear. The flat lighting, the silence, the gaudy carpeting littered with eaten-off room service plates outside of doors all, as I walked to my room, signified a menace as palpable as it was inexplicable…
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