Bonnie S
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We found Petrisberg in our Rick Steve's guide book and it looked like a place we would like. With no reservation we pulled into the beautiful gated drive to find what we thought for sure was a hotel closed for the season. As we're standing in the driveway trying to decide what to do next, here comes this dapper German gentleman who introduces himself as Helmut, the owner. He's open and he has a room for us. Turns out we are the only guests at the hotel! He shows us in and offers to show us the room (we decline because we're sure we'll take the room). He fills out a registration form (by hand, of course) and gives us our old fashioned room key, telling us he'll cook us breakfast whenever we are ready in the morning. (Just us, we had the whole dining room to ourselves the next morning with a delicious, full breakfast.) As he's entertaining us with his charm and tales of growing up in Trier during WWll he suddenly realizes he's late for lunch with his brother, Wolfgang. He hurries out the front door of the his hotel and zooms away on his scooter, leaving us slightly agog and ALL alone in the building. All. Alone. No staff, nothing. It was the coolest, weirdest thing-Something that would never, ever happen in the Bay Area. The hotel room was spotless and charming. He gave us a central room with a full view of the city. We spent some time peeking around the hotel then explored the city for the rest of the day. We ended up bringing snacks and wine back to the room and enjoying the view on the terrace till well after dark. The bed was comfortable and the experience overall was one of the best we've ever had on any vacation, anywhere. Go stay with these gentlemen, it was amazing.