The Hyatt Centric Fishermans Wharf San Francisco Hotel Review is part of the
reason I want to quit blogging South America & Africa Points Heist Trip Report.
Getting There: I didn’t find a better option than Uber.
Exhausted after my second flight on Virgin from LHR-SFO, I arrived in San Francisco right on time for the Halloween party. Instead of going out as I had planned, I checked into the room and passed out in preparation for my Alcatraz tour. Before doing this, I had to take pictures of yet another hotel room. As I alluded to above, I was over the responsibilities of blogging and just wanted some sleep. Why? Including this post, this Trip Report has 114 posts! #tpolworkshard
I was quite annoyed when I arrived at my room to find that it was a giant suite. I couldn’t simply take a few photos of the bed and soap and call it a night. I had to walk around and meticulously take the following photos so my loyal reader can see what a Hyatt Centric looks like.
My last shower was at the Virgin Clubhouse in LHR. Since I’m not a complete degenerate, I showered before hitting the sheets.
I woke up briefly because the smoke detector keep beeping. I was so exhausted that I slept through it for hours. Eventually, I tried to dismantle it. I thought I was successful until hours later it came back on. In no mood to deal with it, I endured the shrill noise.
The breakfast was adequate. It was strange that milk was only available upon request. Overall