The first time in many decades of travel that I've taken one look at a room and checked out. I'm no luxury hound, and my wife and I have been known to happily sleep in hammocks on beaches and in places where the bathroom is down the hall, but we draw the line at cramped, grimy and dim at $176 a night. We had paid extra for a tower-level room but the promised view was of nothing but the building opposite and a bit of Union Square if you craned your neck. To the staff's credit they let us go without charging us anything, and with one phone call we found ourselves a beautiful airy room up the hill at the Mark Hopkins for only a few bucks more per night. I had thought that the Kimpton name would assure comfort and style. I was wrong.
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