Here's a bit about me: I'm a hotel snob. It's four stars for me or nothing at all. But when I needed a bolt-hole for two nights while I waited between flights at London Heathrow, I reluctantly checked into the Metro Hotel. I expected, for £40 per night, it to be a backpackers hovel, an unclean, cess-pit where I'd spend...
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- Metro Hotel London
