Guest User
November 5, 2023
I stayed here for one night on a tour. The elevator goes from the 2nd floor to the 6th floor. I carried Carrie up the stairs myself to the second floor and then took the elevator. When going to the rooftop open air on the 7th floor, get off at the 6th floor and use your own feet. The room had tatami mats and rice cracker futons, and the meals both night and morning were Japanese set meals typical of Showa-era inns. As soon as I arrived, I checked my room and found out that the washlet was not working, so I told the waitress at the dining hall across from my room. The younger woman said, ``We're in trouble.'' The older woman said, ``Even if they tell us, please tell the front desk.'' When I went from my room to call the front desk, the president happened to come, so I told her. I did. ``We're fully booked. I'll bring a drink with your meal.'' ``No, I don't drink alcohol.'' ``Maybe a soft drink.'' ``No, that's fine.'' There was no apology. I will no longer use it for personal use.
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