Well the volleyball thing didn’t happen either so apparently I’m either at the wrong hotel or no one bothered to say anything. Neither Alex or Michael are checked in according to the front desk.
The welcome goodie-pack was nonexitent. The special gift from the hotel was an invitation to get a free van ride to their other hotel,,,probably an attempt to sell aomtething else.
Its pretty saddening considering it was the first thing this VERY expensive hotel had to offer was a pressurized sales pitch.
Don’t get me wrong, everybody is wonderful and the hotel is nice, but c’mon guys we just got here. Don’t pressure me about going to your ‘other hotel. I flew 5k miles to get here an relax and don’t even get the chance to have a relaxation day.
My other experience was buying a pack of smokes that the con artist tried to rip my girlfriend off (£7.33) when the shop at the same Paradisus Hotel sell then for about $20 for 10 packs. But even that wasn’t good enough; the total was 142 Mexican dollars and her took her $150 for 2 packs and gave no change.
Well being the American I am, and all the crap I went through to get here (and expense), I marched right over and all of a sudden he couldn’t speak a work of English. So I went to the front desk, pulled the Manager over with me and after the guy tried to BS me and say it was ‘exchange rate’ differences I got a refund, once I stopped laughing at his gall.
At any rate I’m close to chalking up this trip as disappointing, but I’ll give it awhile before that.
At least its a write-off for the tax-man.
I hope things get better. For what this hotel charges I could have gotten a 5-star villa (apartment) right on the beach without 500 sreaming children running around and the ever-daunting stake-your-claim rush at 8am to throw your towel on the best sun bed, then showing back up at 3 in the afternoon only to pick it up and walk away.