Arthotel against will and thanks

In Thai hotel or guesthouse rooms, at least one thing is always broken. Even the brand new guesthouse in Mae Salong, where we stayed for a few days last year, couldn't escape that law.

It was just the brand-new nail hammered into the brand-new wall to hang the brand-new decorative bamboo mat. It had come down mat and all, taking a good chunk of the brand-new stucco with it.

The lamp is number one on the broken list. The chance of a room without a broken lamp is virtually nil. As far as I can remember, the Riverside guesthouse in Lampang is the only one where all the lights in the room worked. In any case, it is all well maintained there; only the lowest setting of the fan did not work and at setting 2 you were almost blown out of bed.

Very good, in terms of not working properly, the sanitary facilities also score. Sometimes the most expensive taps and shower heads have been installed, but have never seen an anti-limescale agent, causing prostate problem jets to come out, if you even have enough power to turn them on. Yesterday in Phimai, the power wires hung from the top of the water heater in the shower, securely tied together with adhesive tape. So pay attention to how you aim the shower head.

Here in Ta Ko, the luxury washbasin tap is almost separate from the equally luxurious metallic-look washbasin. It's all new enough to work smoothly, but you still need two hands to operate the single-lever faucet because otherwise the entire faucet will turn and you'll feel like you're pulling the whole thing out.

Furthermore, it seems that the budget suddenly ran out, because next to the luxurious washbasin combination and the luxurious wall and floor tiling, there is a cheap towel rail and a plastic shower head rail that is already only half functional, which already show serious signs of wear.

The most annoying defect here, however, is the non-working butt rinser. Since I've managed to use it effectively without soaking my back between my shoulders (or worse, but I'll spare you the details), it's become one of my Great Thai Pleasures. I won't claim that it was the reason for deciding to move to Thailand, but it is definitely one of the benefits. We could of course also install something like this at home, but the Maashese water temperature is much less inviting to spray between your buttocks.

When it comes to broken things, the hotel in Phrae was the absolute highlight. The hall and registration desk still looked somewhat slick, but as soon as we had left the hall behind us, we were in the midst of decay. Loose electrical outlets, cracked stucco, cut power cables, drain water from the sink splashing against your leg, cracks in that same sink. I only have one photo report (tinyurl.com/phraehotel) made of. This means that the hotel in Phrae has become a kind of art hotel.

The most expensive hotel of this holiday was one near the airport. A more luxurious hotel must of course also distinguish itself in terms of brokenness, and it did. The luxurious sliding door of the luxurious bathroom was probably next to the rails and was so difficult to close that we did not dare to do so. The idea of ​​being locked up completely naked and having to be freed by the technical service did not really appeal to us, especially since the Thai often send an entire team to a problem. (Illustrating photos on request and for a hefty fee :-)).

Another luxury in this hotel was a real kettle. It was not even broken, but nevertheless had a defect that often occurs with kettles in Dutch hotels: a cable that is too short. To make coffee I had to slide on my stomach under the desk. With the device on the floor, tight against the wall, the plug just reached the socket. Coffee that you have to put in so much effort for, of course it tastes extra good.