Chelsea Inn Hotel Anchorage - 安克拉治

Difficult to know where to begin (the trains, the road, the poor bed, rude staff, etc).

The beds are hard, the rooms are TINY, and ours didn't even have a dresser so we had to live out of our suitcases.

The room was unbelievably small, STUNK of smoke and looked as though it had been recently occupied by.

The trains ran all night, the pillows were much more like bags of concrete and there was not even a closet, bathroom or anything else remotely civilized.

Anchorage in August is short of hotel rooms and they are expensive.

Charming little place, a great restaurant.

We were in walking distance of Gwnnie's, a great restaurant.

The owner is rude, clueless about the hotel business and seems more interested in cavorting at the front desk with his girlfriend than caring for his hotel.

The office staff could barely speak any English and just as soon hoped we would die.

When I called back a few days later to make a change, they had no record of the reservation.

I made a new one, but thinking the lost reservation was a bad sign, I decided to cancel.

We called the shuttle and was met by a surly woman in a tiny van that could only hold two people at most.

There were evil-looking large WET AREAS all over the downstairs carpeting and no elevators of any kind.

The hotel shuttle took us to our bus for Seward at 6:00 a.

Our room was small, but clean and comfortable.