Worst bed I ever had was in France, worst bath/shower I ever had was Italy.
The ONLY time I had a submachinegun shoved in my ear was Italy.
The Expresso and croissants were highly sophisticated.. :)
I arrived in London late one Sunday afternoon. After a long walk at Heathrow and an even longer train ride to my hotel, I check in and after freshening up I went to the local pub.
It was closed.