Hotel California It's Not
Greeting from Hotel "Haus Silberbach".
I wish I could tell you where it is, but I don't know. Neither did taxi driver. He had to stop in Selb to ask a matronly woman wearing a beautiful sable coat for direction. All I know is that we passed through town (pop. 8000) and drove deep into the woods for several kilometers. It's very quiet here.
It's a very German hotel, this Haus Silberbach. You put the key (attached to what appears to be a small boat anchor) in the door, turn two or three times, and, with a little luck, it opens. The tidy "room" is what would best be described as a large closet. A "bed" with a fluffy rug on top. A small desk and chair with a lamp. A bath with one towel. German toilet paper, of course. A "bar" of soap ... no, that's too generous ... a sliver of soap the size you normally throw away just before opening a new bar. And, a shower stall, exactly 1.33 cubits square, with one of those shower heads on a wand that you are going knock on the floor at least three times each shower. The water is so hard that the local children must go away to college before ever experiencing soap suds. (Even Gillette Foamy shaving cream will not foam if your face is wet.)
The room has a television (color, 12 inch diagonal) but, alas, no telephone. But, there is free wireless ... on the first floor only. And, there is a pay phone in the lobby.
Come to think of it, were there a telephone in the room, where would you call?
Hello Moto.
I wish I could tell you where it is, but I don't know. Neither did taxi driver. He had to stop in Selb to ask a matronly woman wearing a beautiful sable coat for direction. All I know is that we passed through town (pop. 8000) and drove deep into the woods for several kilometers. It's very quiet here.
It's a very German hotel, this Haus Silberbach. You put the key (attached to what appears to be a small boat anchor) in the door, turn two or three times, and, with a little luck, it opens. The tidy "room" is what would best be described as a large closet. A "bed" with a fluffy rug on top. A small desk and chair with a lamp. A bath with one towel. German toilet paper, of course. A "bar" of soap ... no, that's too generous ... a sliver of soap the size you normally throw away just before opening a new bar. And, a shower stall, exactly 1.33 cubits square, with one of those shower heads on a wand that you are going knock on the floor at least three times each shower. The water is so hard that the local children must go away to college before ever experiencing soap suds. (Even Gillette Foamy shaving cream will not foam if your face is wet.)
The room has a television (color, 12 inch diagonal) but, alas, no telephone. But, there is free wireless ... on the first floor only. And, there is a pay phone in the lobby.
Come to think of it, were there a telephone in the room, where would you call?
Hello Moto.
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