And what the picture fails to show is the lovely set of railroad tracks directly under the windows. Every 30-60minutes your room starts vibrating when Amtrak thunders past. Great fun. And the furniture was pretty ratty.
The bathroom was very classy, but the marble in the shower had rust stains and the wood vanity was scratched and smudged a great deal.
We had called in the morning to schedule our reservations for dinner at the hotel's well-known restaurant, CityZen. Having not heard back from them upon check-in, we inquired if we could make a reservation for the evening... and were practically laughed out of the hotel. Apparently that restaurant's reservations fill up approx. 2 wks-2 months in advance. Oh.
I really can't tell you how disappointed we were. I had purchased a special Chinese dress (from Shanghai) for the occasion and, well, there were many other factors this hang-up complicated as well. I admit, at this point I started pouting. Big time. But after a lot of strange events (it would take too long to recount them all) we ended up being given a table for the 6:30pm seating. Thank you, Lord!
On the whole, we would heartily discourage anyone from going to the Mandarin. I've left out a bunch of stories about the poor service and all the ways they nickle and dimed you out of your money. Probably the real breaking point for us was learning they had a $15 per 24 hour fee for wireless internet. Uh, come on! Even Super 8 motels have that for free. We had a far better experience (and far better suite - a bedroom, kitchen, and living room!!!) at the Reston Hyatt where we spent our wedding night. And it was half the price.
But should you think my weekend tale is over, it's not. On Sunday morning we found out that my mom had experienced some troubling symptons similar to retinal detachment with one of her eyes. Long story short, we had to head home early so she could make a visit to the ER. (Good news, it was a vitreous detachment, and not as much a cause for alarm.) So that definitely brought our already awkward weekend to a dramatic end.
::Sigh:: I need a weekend to recover from my weekend. :-P
I am so glad you guys got a night away, but what a bummer that the hotel turned out to be such a disapointment! And double bummer that you had to go home early. Guess next time go for the Reston Hyatt? ;)
ReplyDeleteAw man. That all stinks. Glad your mom is okay, though! Retinal surgery is not so much fun. :-p
ReplyDeleteOh Faith, oh dear dear seeeeester... there there, it's okay. From what I can tell looking at the picture of your silk cheongsam, at least you looked drop-dead gorgeous whilst the world crashed in around you! =D
ReplyDeleteAw, thanks lil' brudder! How sweet! Yes, I am a firm believer that one should dress up for a special occation, like, when the world is coming to an end. I also did that last Tuesday when our new president was sworn into office... but it turned out to be a false alarm. ;-)
ReplyDeleteOh... did I just say that? No offense meant to any firm O. supporters. :-)
I am sorry you had such a lemon of a weekend. Why is life that way... at least you still got a night away... even if you did wonder if the bed sheets were crawling. :) I am so glad you mom is ok!
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