Sorry, Mr. Trump
Dear Donald Trump, While we did enjoy staying in your nice hotel, we are sorry about the 3 bars of luxury soap that Caroline flushed down the toilet creating the mother of all clogs. The last two bars were still in the plastic so they were not dissolving anytime soon as daddy had hoped. It was not pretty. We let them know about it right before checkout and they said they would “send up an engineer.” I am pretty sure that this was related to “Finding Nemo” which we had just watched. In the movie, they state that “all drains lead to the ocean” and I guess Caroline was testing this theory with the soap.
As a side note, we stayed on a high floor and I noticed that one of the locks on the windows in the bedroom had been removed (probably by some smoker). I called and they came up and fixed it super pronto, but it is a reminder that it’s always important to check out your surroundings when in a new place. I had checked the windows in the living room and saw that they were all secured. The next day, we were going to lay down and watch some TV and since I thought I might doze off, I did a double check and found that the window could be opened and that the lock was gone.
We got a room with a kitchen so we could cook some special diet stuff and the hotel staff went above and beyond to keep us happy and put up with our mess. Should we win the lottery, this is the place I want to live. It’s right across from Central Park and right next door to a Whole Foods store.
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