what makes a good hotel room?

About 2 weeks ago i was in NYC with the wentworth boy. His students picked the Bedford Hotel, located near Grand Central Station. The website looks pretty nice and I was excited because i've never stayed downtown before.

The wentworth boy and i brought our stuff to room 807, where we learned what a truly horrible hotel stay can be like. Sure, there are worse places... but for 3 days, this was hell.

1. Our bed: it was really wide, yet short. I'm serious, short. It was the hardest bed you've ever felt, yet had a nice bounce (i could do ab exercises and the wentworth boy had fun jumping on it). The sheets were also short, and came up to our chest. Out of 5 pillows, 2 had actual shape to them, the other 3 were bags filled with air and a feather or two. It was the worse sleep ever, oh wait, we didn't sleep. At 3:30am on Thursday, we were both up and ready to go because we had not slept at all. IT WAS TERRIBLE. The headboard was not connected to the bed, but screwed partially in to the wall. When ever you moved, it moved and hit the wall and made noise. It was very possible to get your fingers pinched in it too.

2. Climate Control: When we walked into the room we put on the AC. The wentworth boy and i like cold rooms, so it was a good plan. When we went to sleep we turned off the AC, so we wouldn't get too cold... the room then became ridiculously hot, couldn't even keep the basic flat sheet on. The room was dry, so all through the night i was drinking water to try to keep myself some what hydrated.

3. Water: was so cloudy because it was so filled with bubbles. It was gross, but had that wonderful metallic taste that apparently makes NYC pizza so yummy.

4. Coffee: seemed like a great idea. the wentworth boy and i were obviously tired, and thirsty, coffee would do the trick! the wentworth boy started the coffee, and i asked if there was cream and sugar in the kitchenette (oh yes, we had a kitchenette!). We looked for cream and sugar, but, low and behold... it was actually already IN the coffee. Oh yes, already in the grounds that were being brewed. Yeah... yummy.

5. Alarm Clocks: Eventually the wentworth boy and i were able get to sleep. I think our bodies were SO exhausted that they could do nothing but sleep. About 2 hours in to that much needed rest, the alarm clock that was NOT set, went off, twice.

6. Bathtub: the wentworth boy forbade me to take a bath in the tub. It was quite gross. The shower it self wasn't so bad, but the tub was dirty.

7. Technology: failed us. The internet went in and out, and the television had horrible channels and they were fuzzy. The volume of the channels were all different and when you turned up the volume for one, the next station would be obnoxiously loud.

8. Paper thin walls: enabled us however, to hear the TV from the room next to us, as well as coughing man.

Lastly, there was no bible in the entire room, there were broken hangers, and we only got one key card until asking for another one. Wow, that hotel was a blast. the wentworth boy and i talked about the possibility of bed bugs, which was not a fun thought at all. The room did have a decent view, it wasn't wonderful, but we could see the Chrystler Building from it.

I doubt I stay again there. I like it when i can sleep in a hotel, and when my coffee comes with separate cream and sugar. I like it when i have lots of television channels and having the option of reading the Gideon bible.