|A sleek hotel room at the Louis|
|Louis Hotel (with Beluga Chocolate below it!)|
My immediate thought upon entering the sleek white with black accented lobby was that we were in over our heads. We came trudging in pulling our over sized suitcases with a hyperactive child in need of an immediate nap. I half expected the model like women behind the reception desk to turn us away. From appearance to Sidney's behavior, we just did not fit in with the cool image the hotel projected. Instead of being turned away they checked us in with German efficiency, gave us a free upgrade to a room large enough to accommodate a roll away bed for Sidney, and ushered us up to our room which was just as modern and streamlined as the reception area. The room was all polished wood floors accented with modern furniture. Laying on the pillow was a small vial of "sleeping mist", canvas cubes hid the entertainment center, mini bar, and closets and the large white on white bathroom had a picture window over looking the bedroom (which was actually handy for allowing Sidney to have a bath while we were protected from his copious splashing). The room was true to its boutiquey design hotel roots. The room, like the hotel itself with its modern Japanese restaurant and sophisticated lobby bar, was simultaneously not child friendly and surprisingly so. There wasn't anything that screamed "child friendly" yet the room lacked knick-knacks and other doodads that inevitably attract small children. A close examination of the hotel guide revealed that they did offer special pricing for children and babysitters could be summoned upon request. Perhaps the place really was more child friendly that it first appeared. In another life I would have loved the entire feel of the hotel. Now it just made me feel like a country bumpkin who fell off of the turnip cart into the land of sophistication. My friend Marcelle would have fit into the surroundings in a heartbeat; me and my tribe of boys, not so much.
|Sidney bathing in a tub with a view|