I have never been compelled to write a review until now. When checking out of the hotel, the front desk clerk asked how our stay was. She had to repeat her question because I was half asleep. I said, "Guess why I am so tired?" she said, "The pillows? I said "BINGO!" I was impressed she knew exactly what I was talking about but instead she told me she heard that complaint all the time. She offered no apology, no sympathy, nada, nothing, zilch. Guess she was tired of people complaining about the same thing. HINT HINT! At the very least she could have comped my warm buffet $10 breakfast that was ice cold. Nope. All she cared about was how I was going to pay. I should have offered payment in the form of providing them with new pillows? Bigger rocks? Suffice to say, sleeping there is like laying your head on Mount Vesuvius. Pillows are 3' high and rock hard. Really? Yes. You go to a hotel for sleep when you are away from your beloved bed. Piece of advice, travel with your new BFF, your pillow...
- Dolce Hotel Basking Ridge
- North Maple Inn
