Warning, poop talk. I stayed one night for business. Staff were super friendly and welcoming, property was very nice, clean, quiet...I was happy with that. The room itself was nice and roomy (booked the accessible room) and clean. It was the bathroom that had me in the yuks. A towel on the shelving unit had a very obvious brown stain. Ok fine, that gets missed sometimes, I just set that towel aside. The toilet had some questionable smudges on the front rim proving they didn't wipe it from the last guest and that's not cool, but still not a deal breaker.
But then there was the showerhead (dun dun dun). I'm happily showering along and suddenly notice some brown matter on the handheld showerhead. Oh god, is that....POO?! It can't be poo. My mind is repeating...poo. poo. poo. That tiny 3-letter word can hold so much horror. As I’m quickly rinsing off to escape, all I can do now is stare at this unknown brown demon, hoping it doesn't dislodge, forcing me to do some old lady matrix.
Maybe it was mud or something, surely people get dirty with mud too, right? It's mud. Of course it's mud. Maybe if I jedi-mind it...mud. mud. mud. Nope, that didn't work because IT'S POO!
Anyway, I didn't bother to mention it to any of the staff...maybe it will continue to live its best poo life on that 4th floor showerhead, waiting for its next victim.
Other than the poo shower, everything was great!