(NOTE: There will be no new comics next week. Covid. It's a mild case. Already feeling better, but it has thrown the schedule off. I think the fact that it hit me right after a comic about my experience traveling should not be taken as a coincidence. Sorry for the gap. I'll be back soon.)
The attached photo doesn’t quite do the effect justice, but it will still serve as evidence. This hotel lit their room primarily with what appeared to be ultraviolet light. I gotta say, I’ve never been more certain of a room’s cleanliness, because knowing the light would make some disgusting messes more obvious, I looked high and low for a stain. I was almost disappointed when I didn’t find one.
Another weird move the hotel made was in the restaurant. It is rare that I eat in a hotel’s attached restaurant, but I was really tired and really hungry, which is not a state that leads me to make great decisions. I think hotel restaurants count on that. Anyway, I slumped down in a seat, pointed dumbly at the name of the main course I wanted, and sat there in a stupor until the food came. When it did, the side dish looked like a large puck molded out of boiled spinach. I cut into the disk out of a sense of obligation and found that the wet leaves were just a thin layer covering fried potato slices.
Why?! Why would you do that? Why hide something delicious completely under something nobody wants to eat? If anything, you somehow hide the boiled spinach inside the fried potatoes! Or put the spinach on a separate plate, preferably on someone else’s table.
Kevin v
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