Here we end our stay - in a place "Reminiscent of a jousting tent," without the smell of manure or the cries of pain as the surgeon tries vainly to set a limb or close a sucking wound.

As far as I know, anyway.

There's a Hyatt on the site today, with the same address. You know it's nothing like this. Today's designers lack the crucial skill to combine the ridiculous, the ersatz, the cheap, and the tacky into a package of utter sincerity.

I think. I hope. But in a way, that's a pity.