Imagine a beautiful colonial-style hotel. The decor is early elephant-bagger, right down to the magnificent snooker table in the huge high-celinged lobby and the punkawallah celing fans. The food is good, the bar and staff are exemplary.
Sound good? We thought so too. And then we discovered something by the side of the bed.
It was the first time I had ever been supplied with earplugs by a hotel. They are of the type used by people who enjoy a little shooting now and again. But they were useless against what was to follow.
If only they had put the hotel elsewhere. The foghorn of a supertanker can apparently be heard 25 miles distant across open water. When it is a short distance from your room window (it felt like 1.5cm away) the aural assault is indescribable. The captain unleashed the first salvo at 1.30am, and the chorus was taken up by lesser vessels in the vicinity.
Your chances of a good night's sleep are akin to those of winning the world Formula One Title in a tuk-tuk with a bald tyre.
To those who relish an insomnia-driven frame or two of snooker in the early hours, it's ideal.
For anyone else, be warned. It's noisy.More
- Free Wifi
- Free Parking