On arrival Friday afternoon I learned that the pool was empty, the restaurant abandoned, and the doors to the lounge's oceanview terrace locked. My room, however, was spacious with a view of the ocean (beyond the decrepit-looking pool area) and a lush hillside dotted with pretty Bermudian cottages. The bed was comfortable, linens okay, cable okay, fridge operational, all clean. No soap in the basket of toiletries and there wouldn't be until my third morning. "None had been delivered," said the woman at the front desk, a pleasant woman, whose ratty shift suggested her regular job was cleaning, rather than hotel reception. Not until Sunday afternoon did I see anyone at the hotel who appeared managerial. I came to realize this is a ghost hotel with rooms rented out while they can still get people to go for the cheapest on Priceline or Expedia. For $100 this was okay, but you're going to be furious if you pay more. When the screens break (as mine was) they're not getting fixed. The grounds out back are littered with abandoned equipment and whole reception rooms have been locked up, their windows broken and open to whichever creatures wish to enter. I found this incredibly sad, especially because the architecture, size, and location are appealing and the beach three minutes walk down a path is magnificent. If the tourist business in Bermuda weren't in such terrible economic shape, this could be a great fixer-upper for some hip hotelier. Do not be fooled, as I was, into believing the "massive renovation" the hotel advertised on one sight has already occurred. What made me mad was the false advertising (nowhere but here will you read that the pool and restaurant are long gone). Also, be warned, the walls were paper thin and my neighbors were up partying until three.