Hanbury Manor Marriott Hotel & Country Club

The room was simple, old, hot and stuffy. I couldn't sleep without the fan. The carpet felt dirty. Maybe it wasn't dirty, but it felt like that to me. There was only one employee at the front desk to handle check-in, check-out and other matters, just like a guesthouse. The room I was given was in a corner at first. After going up and down the elevator, I had to carry the suitcase and climb 2 flights of stairs. What's worse is that there was a wall outside the window. I couldn't see anything inside or outside the room. It was dark and damp. My vacation turned into a prison cell. I didn't book the lowest price, so I couldn't live in this room. I told Ctrip, and Ctrip said I needed to contact the agent. I didn't get any results for a long time, so I went to the front desk to ask for a room change. The new room I was given was a room with a window facing the hotel entrance. The curtains had to be closed during the day, and there was no shower room. It was still inconsistent with the order. In order to keep a holiday mood, I didn't ask for anything else and barely made do for 2 nights, and then checked out decisively. There were not many guests staying in the hotel, and half of the small breakfast room was empty. Even so, why couldn't they arrange a more satisfactory room for the guests? No wonder there were not many guests staying in the hotel.