Two days ago, I hurried past the Indigo Inn on my way to eat at Hyman's. That afternoon, at the airport just before I was leaving, I realized I did not have my cell phone. I borrowed a phone, called my number and Brien answered. He said that he'd been waiting for me to call, took my information and placed my precious cell phone in an express mail envelope that night. Wow! And I wasn't even his hotel guest.
I've stayed at the Indigo Inn and found it to be a soulful, quirky, warm place nestled in unquestionably the most perfect spot in the most perfect cities in the world. That coupled with the Universe class service that Brien demonstrated and you can't go wrong with the Indigo Inn.