This was the third and final ibis Hotel we stayed at on our trip. All of them seem to have a ventilation problem in the shower: it either doesn’t work or doesn’t exist. And don’t get me started on room size—if you’re taller than 5'8", things get awkward. I’m 6 feet and managed to bump my head on the wall in front of the toilet. In general, it’s fine if you just need a place to crash.
Room 404, beware…
After checking in, I noticed ants—wait, ANTS—in the bathroom. I killed six, mentioned it to my wife, who was too sleepy to care, and we took a nap. Later, I went back in and saw more of these “things” that looked like ants. My wife shrugged, so we told reception on the way out for dinner.
The receptionist looked confused by my request for bug spray and insisted on coming with us. Armed with two bottles (Windex and bleach), she started spraying the floor. I asked if we could switch rooms, but the hotel was full; she promised we could move in the morning.
After dinner, though, the creatures had returned in force—bathroom and desk included. My wife went to reception while I packed up. She came back with a key for a new room, leaving me both frustrated and confused.
P.S. To the curly brunette who yelled at me about bringing in food: I thought it was a bar in the lobby, not a restaurant. A little politeness goes a long way.