Baltimore has its many charms. Crab cakes at Phillips, the zealous adoration for the Ravens and the friendliest people ever who work behind the counter at Starbucks. However when it comes to hotel room decor, it falls woefully short. Staying in an over textured room for four days has taken its toll. Indulge me whilst I share…
Really Baltimore? The squiggly line theme continues.
Not to mention the carpet tile juxtaposition
My personal favorite ribbed stainless steel bedside lamps
The visual discomfort continues to the bedspread
Let’s not forget the bathroom
There is no end in sight to the visual jumble sale that is my hotel room. Is it even possible to feel sea sick on the 7th floor of a hotel? One more day and counting…