I strolled into the reception attracted only by the stone construction and sober colours that lack the ugliness that often accompanies most Indian small town architecture. The staff welcomed me with an adequate amount of enthusiasm not feigning any laboured smiles but seeming genuinely interested in showing me around. I got the cheapest room and haggled too because even though I travel with class, I travel without much cash. Do I have any regrets? No, because the room does not in any way justify the Rs.700 + 10% tax. I settled for Rs.500 for the night only because the staff member said they have WiFi and I had been Internet-starved for the last five days. Say hello to the 21st century, Himachal Pradesh. Now, here is why I could not get myself to give this hotel more than three stars: 1. *I* had to fix the broken WiFi. I am not joking. I asked for the password and the reception said the WiFi was down. I asked if I could connect to the router any way and see if I could fix it. Reception said they didn't have the password. They placed a *few* calls and eventually got the password. It was wrong. I lost my patience. Went upstairs to my room, got my laptop and a LAN cable, came back down, connected my laptop to the router through the LAN cable to see if I could access the router settings and get the password, but the modem wouldn't let me access it. Eventually, after ten minutes of trying out different techniques to crack this piece of hardware, I give up and try using the same password to access the WiFi again, making sure the reception double checked if it was correct. It was still wrong. Frustrated and on the verge of giving up, the chef suddenly comes out of the kitchen and mentions that the password we were using is wrong. There was a zero missing somewhere in there. We type in the chef's password and BOOM there is suddenly glorious Internet! Ok, so maybe I should give a little bit of credit to the chef, but this is my review so that still makes me the protagonist who gets the girl in the end. 2. There's no hot water. I was advised to head to the hot water springs instead. Great, thanks. Such a practical approach to life's little problems. 3. The insides of this hotel are $hitty. My room is painted in vaginal pink and I feel like I am being birthed every time I exit through the front door. 4. The toilet seat had mud on it. I don't need to let my imagination run wild to think of the possibilities behind how this might have happened. 5. The balcony is TINY. It is SO TINY. I can barely fit a chair in there. OH MY GOD WHY WOULD YOU EVEN BUILD SUCH A THING?! Ok, I think that's about it for now, but I'm sure they will change many things around once I send them a copy of this review. What? You mean you don't do the same thing with every hotel you check into?