With all the well travelled members of this forum, I'm sure some of you have some very funny luxury hotel stories. So why not share them!

I'll start. This was at the Four Seasons Punta Mita, a conversation between a girl (approx 5 years old) and her father, who were walking down a path.

Girl: (Pointing down at some detritus on the sidewalk) "Look Daddy, it's poo!"

Dad: (Without looking) "There is no poop at the Four Seasons."

His confidence in the "no poop" as a brand standard was pretty amusing. I wonder if that's in the hotel handbook somewhere?

Michael