Room 516, Hotel Meliá Milano, Milan
Our Barcelona and London lodgings were extremely small, and whilst Prague's was significantly larger, it didn't have air-conditioning and the shower was one of those annoying hot-one-second-cold-the-next kinds.So finally we are staying in a 5-star hotel.
But getting to the hotel itself was a real headache.
After taking the airport bus to the city's central train station, it seemed Papa had forgotten the exact name of the hotel he'd booked a room at, so we had to go ask for information.
Round and round and up and down the station we went, because everyone kept directing us to different parts of the building.
After an hour or so of not getting any help, we left and found a nearby Internet cafe. A search on Google revealed that the hotel was not close to the station as we had originally thought, so we ended up catching a taxi to the place.
By the time we got to our room on the top floor (well there are only five floors so it's no big deal), it was already dark and since the hotel seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, we finally got to have our instant noodles for dinner.
Since the room didn't have any forks, we also ordered a pizza from room service. The pizza would've been all right (it was mushroom and ham) if not for the big lump of cheese on top. It was one THICK layer of cheese.
Oh, and Nissin's prawn flavour tastes strange.
posted by ¤jazzika¤ @ 10:05 PM
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