Sometimes, there are things or people that seemed to be pretty and breath-taking on the surface: like your next door neighbor or the guy from the cubicle two steps down the hall. Just when you thought this guy is perfect, along came the reality that he is just as rotten in the inside as he is breath-taking on the outside: he smells, doesn’t floss or brush his teeth or he has a flatulence problem.
This is the same thought going through my head as I spend the night battling mosquitoes and this weird heavy feeling inside my chest as I lay on the spare bed inside Seven Suites’ Garden Suite.
I managed to sleep by listening to my collection of Christian Rock praise music on my iPod.
Anyway, if you are wondering what’s the reason for the weird intro: the comparison is intended for the big disappointment that is Seven Suites Hotel Observatory– you know the drill, all peachy and beautiful as displayed in their website and brochures, and even when you first lay your eyes on their Victorian-style bed, but once you get past that, you discover that: a) the aircon doesn’t work; b) there is no shower curtain and worse, water when you turn on the tap; c) the flat screen TV isn’t working and d) all of the above.
I had VIP tickets to the Cosmo Bachelor Bash set for the 15th of the month, courtesy of the charming honcho of PMP Communications. I was going with a very good friend who threatened to sell his soul to the devil in exchange for VIP tickets (good thing he didn’t have to go this far). When lo and behold out come this message from the division head that I had to be present to the annual Strategic Planning for Senior Manager as the official documentations person for the group. Of course, I said yes cos this is work — but Wow, the experience at Seven Suites made more regret my existence.
Do not get me wrong, I am not picky when it comes to hotels. In fact, I have three qualifications: the bathroom must be clean and must flush AT ALL TIMES, rent per night should be cheap and reasonable and third, must be safe in a sense that I won’t get killed while sleeping. I stayed in backpacker hostels and 2-star digs but BAR NONE– Seven Suites is the worst hotel I ever stayed in.
In fairness, the bed was comfy and soft and the bed design was impressive but that’s about it. Doors leading to the room does not open up cos they are (most of the time)stuck. I was so frustrated that I told the receptionist that if ever I am chased by a zombie or a serial killer, I would surely be dead by now cos it took me fifteen minutes to open a goddamn door–with an old fashioned key that kept on falling since the key chain is already rusty.
And please do not even get me started on the food. There were no supplies available for extra orders, the food is often times served cool nor there was any server to take our orders while the seminar is ongoing
The only thing going for this hotel is the view–and that is, granted it is not covered by Manila’s smog.