So, after two weeks in this wonderful country, we were beginning to wonder if everyone was warm, friendly, and accommodated. Leave it to the last day to finally discover a jackass. Nice hotel, dandy location, but a manager who absolutely does not belong in the hospitality industry. We arrived late, and departed for the airport early the next morning, and at check-out, I shared our two concerns with the gal who checked us out. She was pleasant, but clueless, so I asked to speak to the manager. As a 4-Star restaurant owner, I would have thought he’d be interested in my feedback. Not so. First, the nightlight in the glass-doored bathroom did not shut off. No switch and no automatic shut-off. Second, our bed lacked a mattress, having only a box spring. Said manager chose to argue with me that the mattress was foam, with no springs. He refused my offer to bet his paycheck and follow me to the room so I could show him the steel springs. I wasn’t looking for a refund. What a total jerk.