Because I am an uncouth, unsophisticated slob – I have always based the quality of a hotel by the standard of their burgers.
Yes, I appreciate it’s not exactly a great metric – but it means more to me than so many of the poncy travel guides out there.
So ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, fat bastards and anorexic’s … may I introduce you to the King Burger from Hard Rock Hotels.
Now on first glance, it may not look much – but let me tell you, when you realise those ‘triangular sandwiches’ in the background are actually made from normal, full sized bread, you start to realise that the burger in the foreground is bloody huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge!
Not – however – so huge that our lovely new planner, Kaichin … a mere slip of a brilliantly smart woman … couldn’t shove it down her throat in the blink of an eye despite it actually being bigger than her entire head!!!
So Hard Rock, congratulations – we will most definitely be staying with you again.