One of the guests put joints on a room service tray and acted the part of the waiter passing out joints to the customers. I don't smoke, but I thought it was very Californian. It was an eerie serenade heard far across the dunes and into the darkness. But that is only a superficial view. I have found a hotel on the Costa Brava that costs 35 US dollars and that is as fabulous as the Monterey Plaza, which costs 300 a night.
Nobody passes joints on a silver tray, though.
The Spanish hotel is full of Englishmen drinking themselves to death in the sunshine. This sounds like very good advice. I'll send it on to the kid.