noplasticshowers

It’s time for the annual Tech Fair again where we get the entire company together in Virginia for some face time. This year we have moved from the bunker just down the road to the Westfields Marriott.

What can I say, it’s a Marriott. Beats the Sawgrass. About in the same league as the Battle House.

I am in 130, the Presidential Suite. I guess the presidency is frozen in time sometime in the mid-’80s. It’s all about a color of beige that your HSA might approve of should you be forced to live in suburbia.

The big room angle 1.

The big room angle 2.

Bar in the big room (angle 3).

The bedroom is also beige, and also spacious.

Bedroom angle 1.

Bedroom angle 2.

Is there a welcome note? Some flowers? Maybe a bottle of wine? Nope. Even though I am filling this hotel with 200 people, the management seems confusedd about how to conduct business. Fantastic!

I take it back. From the department better late than never, Director of Event Planning Ellen Ouellette had some fruit, cheese and Peligrino delivered along with a note. Thanks Ellen. Looks like Jennifer is wielding the power of the blog. After our 2am raid, here’s what’s left.

Remains of the day.

And then there is the bathroom situation.

Marble bidet? Check.

No shower in the tub room (no window either).

Ouch. Here’s the shower. In the public part of the space with a plastic shower curtain and a broken place where the door belongs.

The meeting space seems very good, but I would never choose this hotel for myself in a million years. A low four showerheads for Westfields.