Sentences with phrase «finally got to my hotel»

To be honest, this was the outfit I wore on the plane, because when I landed, and finally got to my hotel, my first appointment was about to happen.

Consider how, you'll be dragging your luggage into the trunk of your car and out again, through the airport, off of the luggage carousel, through another airport, back into the trunk of your rental car and out again until finally you get to the hotel where hopefully they'll have a porter.

Not exact matches

When we finally got back to the hotel, we cleaned up and then I met Jack in the bar.

After losing my way a few times to the Mandarin hotel, where the event was to be held, I finally get there.

I finally got a chance to hit up the NoMo SoHo hotel and check out the lovely entrance and garden area.

Packing for Coachella is a serious job and requires a ton of planning so once I actually get out there, checked in to my hotel and unpacked I feel like a load has been lifted and I can finally relax and have fun.

Finally, I got to my hotel and we had to get ready for the night's activities.

Not long afterward we see Blanc arrive at the Cannes film festival, demanding a suite at the Hotel Carlton (he finally gets moved into the suite of Gerard Depardieu, who's off wine tasting in Bulgaria) and making a crude pass at Charlotte Gainsbourg in her room, then stealing money from her purse while she goes to fetch him some Valium.

It's a fantastic result, not only confirming that the tropes with Bondian lineage remain worth tapping (which bodes well for Paul Feig's Spies, currently getting rave reviews at SXSW), but also that the spirit of knowing genre deconstruction is now understood at a global level, in a similar way to how The Grand Budapest Hotel showed that Wes Anderson's «quirk» had finally been assimilated into the mainstream.

Well, I took a red eye to New York from Los Angeles so I got in at 6, battled traffic to get into the city, checked into the hotel, took a shower, and I was in the middle of my shower when I got the news — I had to wash out the shampoo, but I had to put conditioner in my hair because it was a tangled mess, so by the time I finally got out of the shower I had all of these messages and voice messages on my phone from people congratulating me.

The only way to leave the hotel is by a road that looks as though the Romans forgot to finish it, so someone put a couple of railway sleepers down then someone else who does cobbles had a go, then there's a bit that looks like a British council got involved and finally there is a smooth section.

«And yes, that night, after the announcement, when I finally got back to my hotel room, my email inbox was filled with creators who had ideas and pitches.

Finally, if you fly different airlines but prefer a particular hotel chain — or if you would just prefer free nights to free flights — consider getting a hotel credit card.

Furthermore, to get the best value out of the card, we recommend redeeming your points strictly on + VIP Access hotels, if possible - followed by regular rate hotels, and finally flights.

I finally relented, scheduled the weekend with PetSmart Hotel, and planned to get both dogs vaccinated before the weekend.

Finally, the $ 95 annual fee gets you Gold status in Hilton HHonors, the most lucrative mid-tier of any hotel loyalty program thanks to the free WiFi and breakfast benefits.

When I finally settled into my hotel and sorted my issue with the tickets to Machu Picchu, (read all about the horror of this on my blog about getting tickets to Machu Picchu) it was already late.

A Canadian man finally got the chance to clear his name after 17 years in exile from a hotel in British Columbia.

It didn't take long for the hotel to get back to Burchill, granting him a pardon and finally allowing him back to the hotel.

Finally, you also gain access to Amex's Fine Hotels & Resorts program, receive Gold status in Starwood's Preferred Guest program, and can get 30 percent of your points back when using the Pay with Points option.

Finally, you'll want to ask the hotel to waive any so - called resort fees that may get tacked on to your room rate.

Finally with my mom in Rio de Janeiro, we partnered with some brands and were able to get hosted in nice hotels and tours including the Hang Gliding in Rio de Janeiro, trip to Christ the Redeemer and Iguassu Falls!

We stayed at the Rosarito Beach Hotel and I finally got a chance to explore the beach, the last night we were there for about 30 minutes.

And since they have to find the rate themselves, without letting me send in a screenshot, I was screwed until one finally called the hotel manager for me and got his approval for my lower rate (but without the 20 % guarantee).

But when I finally got around to clicking the link to view my offer, I learned it was not the free night at any hotel that many bloggers have been reporting.

Now, finally, uber has arrived improving personal transportation on the island and reducing the risk of getting scammed on your trip to or from your hotel!

We finally got a cab to stop and were taken to the Renaissance Hotel right down the street from the PETRONAS towers.

While I wouldn't consider this benefit to be a game changer, I'd certainly welcome it, as I'd finally get some value out of earning 5x points on hotel bookings, given that I've never made a prepaid hotel booking through amextravel.com.

It all started with a midnight train ride to the airport, which led to boarding my plane at 5 AM, then to hopping planes in Denver, arriving in Toronto at 4 PM, spending an hour on the metro to get to my hotel, and finally heading over to the convention center.

So I finally got to try it out, on an expedition from my hotel on 42nd street to the Cooper Hewitt Museum up at 91st and 5th, to see two wonderful shows that will be the subject of another post.

We were stuck in a hotel in Nicaragua for a month while she regained enough strength to finally get on a plane and come home to the United States.

Hotel Tonight, an app service that allows travelers to book reservations at hotels at the last minute, and still get a discount, has finally made its Windows Phone debut.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.