Verified traveler
May 19, 2024
When I arrived I wondered why the window in the room was left open. By mid-night when back to hotel again i learned he reason. The room was far too hot for anyone to sleep unless the window is continuously open. Fortunately room windows was towards a very quiet street. On the breakfast, after partially sleepless night, I was happy to find a really wonderful slection on healthy food. Then as I had been already been enjoying my breakfast the restaurant staff colleague approached me to ask my room number. I was very much surprised of this and gave first a wrong room number. Hotel guests around watched me like staying ’hmmm… a thief’ who came to restaurant to get a free meal. Oh dear I felt humiliated. Nobody else was asked their room number. Why only me? Yes, perhaps I did not look old enough as I am only 55 plus, and as basically all others 75 plus. And i was looking very tired since after 4 hard work mission days, and tehn had been driving all the way from South-France (over 900km) to get well deserved rest in this lovely small city. Obviously i looks like a thief but i wasnt. The restaurant staff colleague communicated very kindly. Yes, later on i understand better their purpose. I did not didnt look a typical client. A lonely hungry and tired man. Yes, i was. In a wrong place.