I had to drop off a vehr drunk damsel-in-distress ...

I had to drop off a vehr drunk damsel-in-distress here. We couldn't get through the door, which I at first put down to the drunkard but in the end it was one of those reception controlled switches where you have to convince the staff with plaintive facial expressions that you are legit. In the end they were ok, although when they realised I had few options, they charged me top dollar.

Apparently the room was freezing, the heating didn't work and the breakfast was terrible. No good deed goes unpunished, eh?