I am sitting in the rather poor Premier Inn Gatwick North after a rather poor "twilight check-in" experience.
Departures hall had one person slowly dealing with about 50 customers, which is annoying but that's what you expect nowadays, however the place was swarming with flies. With aircon not working it felt a tad third world.
Then through a Super Mario Brothers style obstacle course to get the Premier Inn (no signage, anywhere), queues to the lifts to reception, queues at reception, queues to the lift to my room, queues at the restaurant, queues at the bar while waiting for my table, etc.
An order for a bottle of Crabbies (ginger beer for alcos) resulted in me being handed a glass of cranberry juice. I went to the "restauarant" at 9.45pm and still have not had any food.
Oh, it's just arrived. And to be fair, looks great.
Departures hall had one person slowly dealing with about 50 customers, which is annoying but that's what you expect nowadays, however the place was swarming with flies. With aircon not working it felt a tad third world.
Then through a Super Mario Brothers style obstacle course to get the Premier Inn (no signage, anywhere), queues to the lifts to reception, queues at reception, queues to the lift to my room, queues at the restaurant, queues at the bar while waiting for my table, etc.
An order for a bottle of Crabbies (ginger beer for alcos) resulted in me being handed a glass of cranberry juice. I went to the "restauarant" at 9.45pm and still have not had any food.
Oh, it's just arrived. And to be fair, looks great.