Hotel Room Excitement.

March 2014, Florence, Italy.

Another hotel. One of the many we took residence in for a two days at a time.

Bestie showcasing the large window.
Florence, Italy.

This one was unique too. I suppose they all were, they all had their little quirks here and there, big and small. This hotel in particular was interesting, it had a massive door that was at least 3x my height, and so many flights of stairs to get to the top two floors where the hotel was. Yeah, there was a lift in the building, but it could only hold a max of 4 or 5 people, and when we all arrived there were over 30 or 40 of us. The rooms were the best part, they were large and spacious, and the window was huge.

The could be disastrous bathroom.
Florence, Italy.

The only downfall of the room in my opinion was the bathroom. In the bathroom there was no set shower, there was just a shower head, with a curtain that you pulled around you with a drain on the floor. You can only imagine how disastrous it was for the last two people to shower after the first two, it was a mess for them.






 A major plus for this hotel was that it was right in one of the squares of Florence, and it had easy landmarks to remember where it was, such as seeing this carrousel. Carrousel? Right in front of our hotel, easy.

An Interesting Stay.

March 2014, Hotel Astoria, Lake Garda, Italy.

A hotel of frogs.

The entrance of this hotel had a big stuffed animal frog, quite like the one in this photo, there were shelves all throughout the lobby full of frog objects that you could actually buy from the hotel.

I remember when I was getting ready to leave for this adventure of Italy and Switzerland my sister had told me about this hotel, and I honestly thought she was joking. I shrugged it off until we got there late at night and we were greeted with frogs everywhere. I will say that I was thankful that there were no real frogs.

You would think in the guest rooms it would be at least slightly normal, no. There was this massive tree frog panting that faced the beds, and watched you as you slept, this painting was even larger than the tv beside it. The rooms were a dull mustard yellow colour accented by a deep blue, it wasn't the most aesthetically pleasing hotel, but it had a bed and shower that's all that mattered.

And frogs.

Ribbit, ribbit.