Kate-Madonna Hindes Review of Ramada St. James/Gaslamp
First and foremost: MEH. I came here for a long-st...
First and foremost: MEH. I came here for a long-stay at a conference and wasn't surprised at the hotel as I peeked beforehand. Here's the good, the bad and the weird.
The good:
- The bed. Comfortable. Everyone I spoke to in my group that's staying here also recommended the beds. We all slept very well. But not together. Because that's weird.
- Abundance of hot water. Never ran out of hot water.
- Free wifi: (if you can get it to work. I had issues with mine.)
- Great front desk staff. Went out of their way several times. Great at their job- really care. (Hard to find!)
- Food next door: Brian's 24 Restaurant Bar & Grill is YUMMY. Everything I've had so far rocks. They did have an error on an order that I put in via room service, but were quick to correct. I actually loved the "weird" things on the menu. Refreshing. HUGE portions. So far, I've had the "Bleu Burger" (ask for it a little charred. Freaking delicious.) Then I had the, "Triple Decker PB&J." Which basically meant I sobbed while I missed by childhood. It was also, freaking delicious. The side of fruit that came instead of fries, (worth the upgrade,) was actually large, sections of pineapple and melon, cantaloupe and watermelon. All ripe and ready-to-go. Yay!
The bad:
- Remember college? Ever get a single dorm room? This is worse. My room had a small closet, (with pipe I lovingly called, "bonus closet pipe." The room featured such things as a sink. And a small desk. The bed was pushed against the wall because the room was so little. The first room I had, was so small I called the front desk to inquire if they had anything that wouldn't cause a panic attack. (My first room didn't even have a closet. It had 2 hangers and a bar to hang my clothes. And it was significantly smaller. The front desk staff was -awesome- (truly!) in fixing it. They deserve kudos.
- The phone in my room has a buzz. If you call someone, most of the time they don't hear you. That's helpful if you want to prank someone. It's un-helpful if you need to call the client that's staying in the same hotel as you and you don't want to sound like a ghost. Unfortunately, that happened.
- There was either a radon mitigation system running down from a pipe in my room, or a sewer pipe. It's clearly the ugly cousin of "bonus closet pipe." It was not closed, or rather- perhaps it was eroded at the top. It was fun to think of all the neat things that could live up there, or come down to visit when I slept. BONUS FRIENDS. In the hotel's defense, I did not see any of the said, "bonus friends" during my stay.
- The carpet feels like someone had one million accidents on it and no one ever cleaned it up. It stuck to my feet in a very strange way. I bonded with it while I screamed and ran for my heels. So, I wore my heels inside my room.
- Massive crack in my tub had me scared to take a bath, or shower. I was assured that it was okay. I'm pretty sure it wouldn't pass inspection as it would allow bacteria to go into the tub, or mold to grow.
- The a/c is a window unit and very, very, loud. It also does not work well. And the, "change filter" light was on during my entire stay. Yayyy!
How's the traffic, you ask? It's like any other busy town. I did not think this hotel had any thinner walls, or louder traffic. If the a/c was quieter, I might have heard neighbors. However, this thing was built 100-something years ago. The walls are solid. I can't imagine, (other than under the door,) hearing neighbors.
What about the location? It was close to the convention center, (6 blocks) and most shopping. It worked well for my purposes.
The elevator is old. If you are traveling alone with more than one bag, it's difficult to get in and back out of. Luckily, if you're like me, you always seem to be sharing the elevator with someone who is either disgusted by it, or in awe that they too, have chosen this hotel. It's a bonding experience. You quickly learn to label people as, "door holders" or "non-door holders." This is how you make friends.
I mean... besides the pipes.
#ForeverAlone
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