This Inn is perfect. I feel like I am living in a large house. There is a lovely parlour down the hall where I can enjoy a quiet time instead of staying in my own suite. There are beautiful antiques everywhere. In fact, I have a massive ginger jar on my bureau and am so afraid I might knock it off. Not too sure of I would want to pay what would be required to replace it. Today when I returned from work I trundled down to the parlour to get a fresh bucket of ice for my water. There is a huge side by side fridge there and always buckets of ice stored in the freezer side. But today there was only empty buckets in the freezer. I decided to fill one myself. I pushed on the front of the door to get ice and.nothing happened. Darn. I wanted ice. Back to the reception and asked the desk clerk how to get ice. He closed the office and came back to the parlour with me. Straight to the fridge and into the freezer section. He then took an empty ice bucket in one hand, and dug into the ice resevoir with the other hand. Clanking of ice, and I knew that the chamber was full. Fo some reason they have disabled the door dispenser. OMG. Is this how the cleaning staff dispenses ice buckets for the rooms? I quickly told him that I could do this myself. Tossing that bucket into the sink, finding a cup, in the dishwasher, to scoop off the top layer of cubes and tossing them into the sink. I then scooped ice for my room, with a clean cup, and returned with a fresh bucket. Now I know what the drill will be.
1 cup
Top layer of ice into the sink
New clean cup
Scoop ice into a clean bucket
Take to my room
I don't want to think about how many ice buckets I have consumed that were dispensesd with bare hands that had travelled God know where they had been prior.
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