I'm off on my travels next week, to England precisely. I'm coming back on an early Gatwick flight so I've been trawling the internet this week (all week) for a suitable hotel near the airport. Mamma mia! It's enough to drive a person round the bend. Well, it could be just me, you see I can be indecisive at times... Or not? Mmmm I can be. But not always. Or am I? What do you think? ;)
I even called one of the places up. It was interesting to see how customer services ("Reservations" to be precise) jumped straight into action; After they answer you have to wait a full minute at least until you can actually speak as they have to say their whole spiel "Good afternoon, welcome to blah blah blah etc etc." In Italy customer services hasn't really caught on, so there's none of of this; Consider yourself a customer served if they even answer the phone.
So in the end after reading every review on every site - probably quite a few wrote by the owner's parents and arch-enemies, I finally made my booking today. Woo hoo! I decided on one!!! (I can cancel up to the day before though, so I am still "safe")
It really drained my internet time too all that searching.
Ps. I'm not going to say where I'm staying just in case someone has stayed there and tells me it's carp. I opted for one of the biggies though, so even if it goes wrong they might send me some vouchers and an apology letter to compensate.