No bidet. The hotel was nice overall, but as the trip was largely paid for by my employers, the room turned out to be the size of a pack of gum. I had requested a double, knowing that my wife would be arriving mid-trip (on her own dime), and to them this meant replacing the flat mattress with a queen-sized one --on the same bedframe.
It was a great trip and I'd go back in a heartbeat, but there are one or two experiences I wouldn't be too keen to repeat, like my 2 & 1/2 hour cab ride from Heathrow into London during Monday morning rush hour, with Hammersmith closed to traffic due to an accident investigation. (Don't ask about the arrival-time, which was due to a major fuckup on my part) At least I got to hear all about my driver's UFO experiences in excruciating detail.