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January 28, 2024
That day was my first trip in a long time with my sister. It was a day with a strong north wind, and we arrived at the hotel after sightseeing here and there. After checking in and while walking to our room, there was a strong north wind in the hallway... Is there a window open somewhere? It wasn't. The wind was blowing in through the gaps in the windows in the hallway, making a whistling sound. We entered the room and tried to close the door, but the wind pressure made it heavy. The door to the room was cold as iron. The path to the bath was a long way away, and it was cold and drafty, not like being inside a hotel. The bath was lukewarm and not at all warm. After washing my hair, my sister went to the room complaining that it was cold. We finally felt warm at dinner, and the food was delicious. However, there was still no heating at breakfast, and the cold wind from the kitchen blew from her feet up into her body. It was no time for breakfast. It was cold. Is the heating on? Speaking of heating, the heating in the room is set to a low 23 degrees and doesn't turn on. I tried to turn up the temperature, but the remote wouldn't work. It was also the first time I'd only taken a bath once while staying at a hotel. It was so cold that I took my futon out of the closet and slept there without permission. To make matters worse, the black sweatshirt I was wearing as pajamas was full of tatami rubbish. And then... there was an intense pain in the bottom of my foot. Huh? Wondering what was going on, I put on a Band-Eight for the time being. When I got home and asked my family to take a magnifying glass to look at the sore sole of my foot... there was a thorn stuck in there. I always wear socks, but the thorn had penetrated my sock!! It was a hotel I had always wanted to stay at some point. I will never go back. Goodbye! Hotel Takeshima!!
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