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Christophe
in reference to earlier answered questions. There are no other cable bundles. just power, kinect, and the red, white, and yellow rca cable. tv only has one choice for the video cable.
Answer
you might have it hooked up wrong check the cord carefully to see if they aare in the correct spot in so try an hdmi or another xbox video cord.
you might have it hooked up wrong check the cord carefully to see if they aare in the correct spot in so try an hdmi or another xbox video cord.
what was your most awful hotel experience?
Lexi & Aus
In Jamaica, we went to a really great hotel, or what the reviews said. the remote did not work, the lights wouldnt turn on, the blinds were STUCK open and the door wouldnt open at all, the water in the shower was all brown, and the sink didnt work, the tv did not come in clearly, it was in spanish, and the beds were hard. it was supposed to be a great hotel! we left the next day. it was so ghetto lol!!!
what is yours?
Answer
In terms of luxury hotels, management has always made things right for me, not counting the giant flying cockroaches on one tropical visit. My worst experience was at a small family-run motel in a small NC town that came extremely highly recommended by family and friends.
When we arrived, there was nobody at the front desk; a little sign advised us to go around back and find someone. We went around back and found someone who then had a long phone conversation about her aunt before checking us in. On entering the hotel room, we were greeted by a strong musty smell and large white trellis on the wall with sprigs of fake flowers arranged around it.
Our room was supposed to be a suite with a living area, bathroom, and bedroom. The living area was furnished with a grubby loveseat and other furniture that in no way matched anything. The carpet was one of those dark coloured mottled ones that is designed so it won't show dirt or stains, but there is a point where even that sort of carpet can no longer hide the crud, and that point was probably about 5 or 10 years ago. The walls were made of fake wood paneling painted blue. They were also very thin, judging by how clearly we could hear the people in the room next door and their two extremely unhappy toddlers. The room was freezing, so I turned the heat on.
My wife opened the door (made out of 1X4s nailed together) at the back of the living area and discovered that it led to a tiny bathroom. There were no towels. On the other side of the bathroom was another homemade door that couldn't be closed, leading to the bedroom. The overhead light was burned out, but the lamp at the bedside table worked.
Revealing a bedroom furnished with a jumble of thrift store finds. At least the bed was neatly made. Crisp white clean sheets except for a single long black hair and a spot near the edge of the sheet where someone had written "BMW" with a marker. That might have been the last straw if either of us had been in the mood to storm off and find somewhere else to stay, but instead we flopped down on the bed and looked up at the holes in the ceiling tiles and the badly patched walls and laughed.
On the way out to grab a late dinner, we phoned the front desk and left a message about the light and the missing towels. When we got back 2 hours later and the light and the towels still weren't taken care of, we slogged out to the front office through pouring rain to inquire. A cheerful young man apologized for the lack of towel, saying that he must have thrown it on the floor when he was working on the toilet the other day. He handed us a fresh white towel with a few faint yellow stains and said that he'd be by in the morning to take care of the light.
Surprisingly, we slept well even though it turned out that the only heat vent was in the front room, and heat had to pass through the narrow little bathroom to get to the bedroom. We woke up at the crack of dawn because the blinds wouldn't close and the morning sun reflected off the mirror directly at the bed. The sun moved and we went back to sleep, waking up just in time to pop into the front office for the "continental breakfast" which turned out to include a pile of fruits of varying ages, granola bars, and individually wrapped pastries that looked like they came out of a vending machine. Later, after discovering the largest ant ever seen struggling in a puddle of water beside the sink, I picked up my shirt from the top of the dresser where I'd left it in the gloom the night before. It turned out to have been sitting on a cheapo "ocean scent" air freshener which smelled more like urinal cakes than the ocean. Unfortunately it was the only warm shirt I'd brought, so I had to wear it again.
For all their apparent inattention to detail, though, the hotel staff managed to notice that my daughter got hair dye on 3 towels, and they charged us to replace them.
In terms of luxury hotels, management has always made things right for me, not counting the giant flying cockroaches on one tropical visit. My worst experience was at a small family-run motel in a small NC town that came extremely highly recommended by family and friends.
When we arrived, there was nobody at the front desk; a little sign advised us to go around back and find someone. We went around back and found someone who then had a long phone conversation about her aunt before checking us in. On entering the hotel room, we were greeted by a strong musty smell and large white trellis on the wall with sprigs of fake flowers arranged around it.
Our room was supposed to be a suite with a living area, bathroom, and bedroom. The living area was furnished with a grubby loveseat and other furniture that in no way matched anything. The carpet was one of those dark coloured mottled ones that is designed so it won't show dirt or stains, but there is a point where even that sort of carpet can no longer hide the crud, and that point was probably about 5 or 10 years ago. The walls were made of fake wood paneling painted blue. They were also very thin, judging by how clearly we could hear the people in the room next door and their two extremely unhappy toddlers. The room was freezing, so I turned the heat on.
My wife opened the door (made out of 1X4s nailed together) at the back of the living area and discovered that it led to a tiny bathroom. There were no towels. On the other side of the bathroom was another homemade door that couldn't be closed, leading to the bedroom. The overhead light was burned out, but the lamp at the bedside table worked.
Revealing a bedroom furnished with a jumble of thrift store finds. At least the bed was neatly made. Crisp white clean sheets except for a single long black hair and a spot near the edge of the sheet where someone had written "BMW" with a marker. That might have been the last straw if either of us had been in the mood to storm off and find somewhere else to stay, but instead we flopped down on the bed and looked up at the holes in the ceiling tiles and the badly patched walls and laughed.
On the way out to grab a late dinner, we phoned the front desk and left a message about the light and the missing towels. When we got back 2 hours later and the light and the towels still weren't taken care of, we slogged out to the front office through pouring rain to inquire. A cheerful young man apologized for the lack of towel, saying that he must have thrown it on the floor when he was working on the toilet the other day. He handed us a fresh white towel with a few faint yellow stains and said that he'd be by in the morning to take care of the light.
Surprisingly, we slept well even though it turned out that the only heat vent was in the front room, and heat had to pass through the narrow little bathroom to get to the bedroom. We woke up at the crack of dawn because the blinds wouldn't close and the morning sun reflected off the mirror directly at the bed. The sun moved and we went back to sleep, waking up just in time to pop into the front office for the "continental breakfast" which turned out to include a pile of fruits of varying ages, granola bars, and individually wrapped pastries that looked like they came out of a vending machine. Later, after discovering the largest ant ever seen struggling in a puddle of water beside the sink, I picked up my shirt from the top of the dresser where I'd left it in the gloom the night before. It turned out to have been sitting on a cheapo "ocean scent" air freshener which smelled more like urinal cakes than the ocean. Unfortunately it was the only warm shirt I'd brought, so I had to wear it again.
For all their apparent inattention to detail, though, the hotel staff managed to notice that my daughter got hair dye on 3 towels, and they charged us to replace them.
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