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Same in Ireland and in Denmark.
Like most environmentally friendly solutions, everyone gains. The hotel spends less on needless washing, and the environment suffers less from needless washing. If you think it needs to be washed, then you can make that choice.
Same as the two button flush, which is common in Irish hotels too. It saves money for the hotel - but also saves water waste.
My personal experience in several different hotels/motels in the US and Caribbean has been that regardless of what you do with the towels, they are still replaced.
It’s common here in Canada.
I’ve seen this more and more in the US over the past few years as well. It makes sense to me; If I’m there for a multi-day stay, why waste the energy washing them? I don’t wash my towels at home every day.
My room in Dubai had a green arrow on a corner of the ceiling.
When I stayed in a small hotel in France in 1994, it was customary to leave the key to the room at the front desk when you went out. Then when you came back in, you requested your key from the front desk again. I’m not certain what happened if you stayed out late. Presumably the front desk was manned at all times, but I really don’t know. I was on a high school trip, so we were chaperoned and supervised.
I was in France recently and they still require you to hand in your key whenever you leave the building.
Must depend on the hotel, I was in one in Paris and it was more of a modern hotel so it was card key entry and those didn’t need to be turned in. (That hotel also had a parking lot that was a pain to get into if the front desk person wasn’t paying attention as the gate was manually operated there).
Mine too. Unless the housekeeping staff has some magic towel drier and fluffer.
In Bali, it’s customary for beautiful women (yes, they’re all beautiful, even the ugly ones) to place a small tray with an altar holding water, flowers, food (usually rice or rice cakes) and incense in front of the front door each morning. They do this at their homes, their businesses, and each hotel room. It’s so lovely and civilized. 
Most Israeli hotels have at least one elevator programmed as a “Sabbath elevator,” that stops at every floor during the sabbath.
I recently stayed in a hotel in the GTA that only washed the linen every three days, unless you specifically stated otherwise. (Or, of course, with each new guest!)
I figured it’s still a hell of a lot more often than it gets done at home!
I don’t understand the key-card system. What happens if you leave the room and forget to take the card out?
Or do they lock you in the room so you *have * to take the card out?..:eek:
Or if you do leave the room without the card are you locked out?
Just like an old fashioned metal key, if you leave your room, the door locks behind you and you’re locked out. You go to the front desk, apologize profusely and shamefacedly admit you locked yourself out of your room 'cause you’re a moron. They smile, tell you it’s no problem at all, happens all the time and hand you another keycard programmed to your room number.
A GOOD hotel will ask for your ID, or send someone with you to the room to show him your ID there if you locked it in. A bad one will just hand you the key, which seems really sweet until you wake up in a cold sweat at 3 AM realizing that *any *axe murderer with a nice smile could go up to the desk, tell them he locked himself out of your room and be given a keycard that will open your door. Was that a footstep in the hall?
Thanks, Why. Your response makes me feel a lot better…I think
Getting a key card depends on the IT working.
A few years ago I stayed in a hotel in in Copenhagen, near Nyhavn I think. They gave me a card for my room. I went up to it, and opened the door with the card. I found they had left me a nice dressing gown hanging on the hook inside the door. Then I noticed they had also left me some nice bags belonging to someone else, and his wallet.
I left quickly, without the wallet or any of his other stuff. They apologised, and told me that their IT was malfunctioning.
I guess it is harder to hand out the wrong keys than a blank card which has been wrongly programmed.
Hopefully you’re at least partially clothed when that happens.
That happened to me in a hotel in Toronto. Except I was the one in the room when somebody else came in! Thankfully, I was dressed at the time. Everything was straightened out by the hotel (which apologized profusely), and it turned out to be due to an IT snafu.
In Kashmir, whenever you return to your room, a few minutes later a knock at the door brings a tray with a thermos of Kashmiri tea with condiments. Tres civilized.
A similar thing happens with breakfast in Bali, just appear on your bungalow porch, and a few minutes later, breakfast, included in the room price, magically appears. Delicious and delivered by a beautiful woman, awesome!
In fancy hotels, in Singapore, there are lovely polished brass signs politely directing patrons not to spit or bring Durian’s into the hotel! Awesome!