Not strange from the perspective of the hotel itself, but rather from a personal perspective.
It was a hotel that I stayed at with my parents when I was about 5 years old. My memories of this place and my trip with the parents continue to colour my thinking about hotels and what it is to go on a trip.
My memories are of a sparkling hotel with service beyond imagination. There were smiling faces everywhere and a uniformed bell boy to take our bags to our rooms.
It's not the sparkling, brand new hotel it once was (after 20 years, who can blame them?)
But much of the old quirks that I liked such as the inner court yard are still there.It was a nice walk down memory lane. It was like looking at a faded photo though, it lacked the sharpness and vitality that my memory gave it.