Post Uber delays at the airport (see Uber Pool FLL Scam! Don’t Waste Your Time), I arrived at the hotel confident that I could check in early. I forgot two points: 1. Miami is the worst place for customer service in the world. 2. Explorist status gets you Rodney Dangerfield respect.
The front desk said the hotel was at 100 percent occupancy and that the standard check in time was 4PM. The current time was 830AM. I went to get an espresso and wait for my room. One hour later, still nothing. I went to the pool to wait there. Three hours later, no call. Maybe it would be until 4PM before I could check in. Exhausted, I decided to go for a run on the beach (see Who Runs Miami Beach?).
At 2PM, I received the text that my room was ready. Was it worth the wait?
Each blogger has his/her own standards on what makes a photo worthy of a Hotel Review. I try to not cut out pieces of the bed, parts of a chair, or any artwork. In this tiny excuse for a room, that was very hard to do. Half the room was occupied by the display of goodies that only a fool would dare touch.
Do you feel compelled to consume the welcome gift regardless of what it is? TPOL has a problem saying no to free. These macarons were not great but that didn’t stop me from eating them.
The real welcome gift was this view.
WiFi, a/c, comfortable bed, and a good shower. Those are the four pillars of life. After the Pool Party (see Where to Pool Party in Miami), I required a good shower to put TPOL back together. I found a light mist forcing me to resume my dancing from the previous day in order to get wet.