When you're hot - you're hot.

I have stayed at the San Luis Resort in Galveston, Texas three times now. It is the chosen hotel (the rooms are booked for us, and we just show up) for my required staff off-site working retreat, but I've never been there for fun. Not that we didn't manage to find a little fun while we were there, but the majority of the time was spent locked away in the bunker under the hotel. It really is an actual bunker. The San Luis Resort Hotel was built on the site of the old Fort Crockett. Fort Crockett was originally built in 1897 and was used in some form until 1947.

The conference rooms are built inside the eight foot walls that surrounded the fort. Apparently the military operations didn't use cell phones, because the signal in the conference center is nonexistent. Now that I think about it, it might have been deliberate. I imagine the military leaders didn't think it was wise for the troops to be playing Angry Birds while on duty.

Now back to my stay in the hotel. The room was fine, no weird layout or lumpy pillows, no odd noises or lights in my room. But it was hot. I don't sleep well in a room that is warm, and this one was more than warm - it felt like a sauna. I dozed off and on through the first night, but first thing the next morning I went to the front desk and asked if engineering could be sent up to my room to check on the air conditioner. The clerk asked me if I had left the balcony door open. Out loud I said no, but I was really saying "Excuse me? I've been in a conference. I've been holed up in the bunker without a cell signal. After a long day, sitting on the balcony in the dark soaking up the humidity at night isn't very high on my list." The clerk said he'd have someone look at it.

That evening, I went back to my room and found a box of Belgian Chocolate Truffles and a note from the maintenance guy. He apologized and said he was sincerely sorry that I had maintenance issues. The room hadn't cooled down a bit, but I did.

Chocolate has amazing properties, doesn't it?