Bathrooms I Have Known
Let's see, now.
The hotel in Oban, which is in Scotland and which you probably have never heard of, was tiny. Bijou, as they say in the hotel biz. The only toiletry provided was a nondescript shower gel by a company whose name I have already forgotten.
The Millennium Hotel in Glasgow was dreadful for reasons I shall get into when the trip is over and I have a proper keyboard, but the shower gel and shampoo can be described in four words only: SPEC TAC U LAR. If only we had stayed more than 6 hours.
The Cromwell in London has a big pump bottle of soap/shower gel/shampoo bolted to the wall of the bath. Not worth bolting down.
The hotel in Oban, which is in Scotland and which you probably have never heard of, was tiny. Bijou, as they say in the hotel biz. The only toiletry provided was a nondescript shower gel by a company whose name I have already forgotten.
The Millennium Hotel in Glasgow was dreadful for reasons I shall get into when the trip is over and I have a proper keyboard, but the shower gel and shampoo can be described in four words only: SPEC TAC U LAR. If only we had stayed more than 6 hours.
The Cromwell in London has a big pump bottle of soap/shower gel/shampoo bolted to the wall of the bath. Not worth bolting down.
posted by pyramus at
8:10 AM
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I have heard of *all* the places in Scotland that have a namesake Scotch. Guess who's on the list? http://www.scotchwhisky.net/malt/oban.htm
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D.J., at 9:46 PM
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