The Hotel Doctor

“Bom dia” said the woman who opened the door. “Bom dia,” I responded. That’s the limit of my conversational Portuguese. My heart san...

A Beverly Garland guest phoned as I worked out at my gym one morning. I’m happy to cut this short to make a housecall, but the guest wan...

Every few years a hiccuping hotel guest appeals to me. Hiccups rarely lasts more than a few hours, so a victim gives credit to his l...

Her son had a sliver in his palm, explained a caller from the Airport Marriott. Could I come and remove it? The child was two. Two i...

I’m the only hotel doctor who loves to work on Christmas. Freeway traffic is light, always a bonus but more so on Christmas because my c...

Everyone agrees it’s one 2013’s outstanding films. On Rotten Tomato’s site, a spectacular 42 of 42 reviewers approve. Matthew McConaughe...

Returning from a week’s vacation, I took my phone off call-forwarding. Knowing that I keep detailed records, the colleague who covered E-ma...