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31 mars 2025
Welcome to Hilton Garden Inn, where your Uber ride isn’t just a ride, it’s an obstacle course. Booking? Easy. Pickup? That’s where the fun begins. You pin the hotel. Uber decides you meant “Manyata Gate,” a brisk 150-meter trek away. But no worries—your driver will surely find you, right? Wrong. Cabs arrive at the gate, drivers call, you describe, they don’t understand, they cancel. Repeat. Meanwhile, the bellboys and security staff stand by, deeply unbothered, watching this unfolding tragedy like extras in a silent film. A simple solution? A walkie-talkie. One at the gate, one at the porch. A bit of coordination, a dash of enthusiasm. But no, that would make things too easy. Forty minutes later, you finally escape. Not with an Uber. Now, don’t get me wrong. The Hilton Garden Inn is a good place to stay. Comfortable, well-located, with a staff that’s pleasant enough. The dinner spread? Let’s just say they believe in modesty, not extravagance. But step outside, and the traffic crawls slower than your Uber’s arrival time.
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