For our second anniversary, we pulled up outside W Montreal. I parked nervously between a Lamborghini and a Jaguar coupe right outside the hotel in the 15 minute parking zone and walked into the reception. I gave the receptionist my name and then asked which way to the parking entrance. I was told that the hotel has a valet service and if I’d give him the keys, he will gladly have it taken care for me.
“But I’d really prefer to park the car myself. Is that possible?”
“Most certainly sir! May I know which car you are driving?”.
An awkwardly long pause followed. Then I said it.
“Ummm Ford. Focus.”
The receptionist gave me a polite smile and I handed him the keys without any further hesitation or cause for embarassment.
You see, in my defense, I’d just had an accident, this was a rental car, and I was trying to protect it from wind itself if I could.
Aaaaanyways. We spent the rest of the weekend at, what we now call, the best hotel we’ve ever stayed at (including Hilton Cancun). The W Montreal. Everything from the service to the decor to the hospitality to the atmosphere of this hotel is worth every penny. Here are some of the pictures from our trip.
Call 647.9 eight 7.584 one
AliphAurMeem [at] gmail dot com