In order.
What they handed me at the front desk (note the room number):
What I saw when I got off the elevator on the 11th floor:
A close-up of that sign since the photo was blurry (just wanted to show there wasn't another sign nearby or anything in the photo above):
So yes, I was confused. After a few minutes of wandering the hall, I actually gave up. Oppressively tired, feet hurt, hungry, crabby. I just went down to the lobby and asked for a room on lower floor. Thankfully, I didn't get x10 (I got 618 instead). Whew. Problem solved.
I wonder where 1110 was?! That was so smart of you to just ask for a different room. I bet I would've wandered endlessly for a LONG time, getting more frustrated with each minute. If it ever happens to me, I'm going to take a page from your book.
ReplyDeleteI think on some level, I wondered if it was a joke and I was on Candid Camera or something. I think that was part of what helped me give up.
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ReplyDeleteHaha, that's hilarious! How could they leave out 1110 from the floor?!
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