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    Monday, 8 October 2007

    Half Baked Hotel


    These were in the fridge in my room
    Half Baked Hotel was trying to be a proper hotel but not quite getting it right. We arrived at Half Baked Hotel at 2am desparate for some well needed sleep. The first thing I noticed was that there was a huge window with only net curtains. There were brackets above the window suggesting that at some point there had been, or would be, some real man's curtains - things that would actually stop light, but they were absent on the night we stayed. I managed to jam the corners of a bed sheet in the brackets and that did the job.

    Instead of providing a breakfast downstairs the landlord had opted to leave a few boxes of cereal, bowls, and spoons on the table in the corner. I was actually quite pleased about this as most hotels don't cater for musicians when it comes to breakfast timing (who wants breakfast before 9:30?) For a moment I wondered if I'd have to have these with warm milk but then I spotted a fridge in the other corner. Not sure if it's economical to put a fridge in every room but what do I care. On opening the fridge I was greeted by a bag of croissants. I went to sleep dreaming of the luscious breakfast that awaited me.

    When I removed the bag of croissants in the morning I noticed that they were part baked. Yep, if I wanted to consume these delicacies I was going to need an oven. I looked behind the wardrobe and under the chairs but the landlord had obviously forgotten to provide my room with an oven to bake my breakfast. What an oversight. Luckily I had dragged a few twigs in with me on the bottom of my suitcase and was able to knock up a pretty decent fire with the net curtains. I felt like Ray Mears.

    For reference should you happen to stay at Half Baked Hotel don't get room 7 - it doesn't have an oven.