I refuse to print out those ridiculous 8 page printouts when I book online, instead I pass the booking reference number to the receptionist. This seemed far too much for the East German border guard they had manning the desk when we arrived. "What is this?" she barked.
"Booking number", I explained.
"Where is the printout, you need a printout?"
"You have the booking number."
"Passports! Both passports!" She virtually screamed at us. I was so taken aback by this level of rudeness I found it impossible to retort. We where then sent to a room that overlooked a carpark and the bow of a ferry. We got little sleep and asked a considerably friendlier receptionist to move us which she did. The rooms have prison style numbers on the door and are little bigger than cells. The curtains allow in the majority of light from windows albeit filtering that light into nauseatingly lurid colours. I believe you pay for what you get, but Portus makes sure you know you're not getting much. It is......
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