Our room was large enough and the beds nice. But there was only one chair and almost no clothes hanging space. Thank goodness it had air con, but it was a case of freezing me in bed and after adjusting it, freezing R. The adjustment thermostat did not seem to work so we turned it off at times, only to wake up hot and turning it back on. I think I this was the only hotel where I took some photos inside. Unwell at the first hotel on the tour, I rather lost the desire to take photos.
Here are a few hotel photos and some of what could be seen from the hotel.
Actually this one is at Melbourne Airport. It shows the place where we often brunch in Centre Place, Melbourne. Where the man is sitting outside is where we usually sit. We were there on Friday and I showed the owner the photo on my phone and she was surprised and pleased. It is a wonder she had not heard about it.
Slightly interesting modern building, from North Greenwich Station.
R likes to watch tv in his bed, so he always has the bed nearest the tv. In any Australian accommodation there will be a bar fridge, used by us to chill wine. We had not one in the UK, but you can get a free bucket of ice from machines at some hotels.
In almost any hotel now there will be a light doona with a cover. We usually remove the doona and sleep under the cover, as we did the first night. R, please write a note to staff and tell them not to put the doona back in the cover. They won't, he said. They did. The next day he wrote a note and the doonas disappeared not to reappear. Of course there they are called duvets.
The bathroom. Looks ok and mostly was but read my rant at the end of this post.
Colour. I think this was from our hotel.
The O2 building at North Greenwich, formerly known as the Millenium Dome. It is used for some sporting events, exhibitions and performances.
The chairlift is called the Emirates Air Line. Our friend in London, Marie, took us for a ride on the chairlift last time we were in London, and she is yet to know we did it again this visit.
This framework of a disused gasometer (they are called something different in England) is just beautiful. It is not the only one we saw and this one without tall buildings near it could be seen from many places. If you don't know, they were used to make gas for domestic and commercial use from coal.
Here is another view with the Thames behind.
I think this building was near North Greenwich Station.
Near to the hotel were separate senior and junior schools with good facilities and with smartly uniformed, at a guess, immigrant students, or children of immigrants.
Not that far from the heart of London, but a little isolated. We were up top. The lifts drove us mad, inserting the card at least twice before the lift recognised us, and others I noted, with the doors taking forever to close and no door close button.
So, to bathroom rant. We have travelled a bit over the years, as you can see on the left hand side bar, and we have come across some weird and wonderful bathrooms. Some showers are so complicated to operate and certainly not just turning a hot and cold tap on.
After a couple of days of our tour, I came up with my own shower rating system.
Not one hotel shower met this. Some were quite dangerous to use with nothing to hold when stepping into the bath and if there was it usually placed for getting in and out of the bath rather than the shower. If there was a glass screen it was never fixed and so unreliable to hold onto. Some bath surfaces were slippery. Most had a narrow based bath so you could not spread your legs apart for stability. We were constantly warning each other to be careful. Not one hotel shower could be described as safe.
2/ Ease of turning the shower on and getting the temperature correct.
All failed this too. Everyone wants to reinvent the wheel when two simple tap handles to turn the shower on is all that is needed.
3/ Shower pleasure.
Only one met this. There was a huge overhead shower head, along with a small hand held shower. R sang its praises but when I went to shower, only the small hand held shower would work. The next time I asked R, htf do you make the big shower head work? You have to move this lever at the back here, and he showed me. It was a pleasurable shower, but it too had failed on the safety aspect.
I will say more about R's sister's shower, but it met the first two categories and only failed the third for a minor reason.
Next post, our first day in London and we were out and about in Greenwich and what a nice day we had.