My partner and I stayed at the standard for two nights because an acquaintance recommended this place. We should have read the reviews first because this place is a) nothing special and b) just not a good hotel.
Having read some of the answers provided by management on this Website, I understand that this hotel wants to be just a little bit different from the others. This, I would wager, they have achieved but at what cost?
The staff are different from other hotels but only in the sense that they are not customer-service oriented in a sort of Abercrombie & Fitch way, i.e. I was recruited for my good looks but don't know what the word 'denim' means. The man at check-in did not look at us, did not smile, did not say much and actually tossed me a piece of paper to sign without even providing a pen.
The rooms are a completely style-over-substance nightmare. If you take the few 'arty' elements out of it, you're left with nothing more than a youth hostel interior and, let's be honest, its design isn't that hot either (but then I suppose I didn't stay in the room with the big black foot in the bathroom). I mean, every hotel has one or two pictures on the wall you know. You can literally count how many drops of water reluctantly make their way out of the shower head, the bed is too low and too soft and just not comfortable in any way, and the television is too low to be seen from the bed (and we didn't have a sofa either).
The noise coming from upstairs and the other rooms were just too loud to be acceptable. I understand the idea of having the quirky bar and party-people audience but then do what other hotels do: Soundproof the walls with something other than cling film. I stay at hotels more than four months every year and have seen many rooftop bars. The main thing to address here is that you are not a nightclub; you are a hotel. If you wish to add one, make sure it's not at the expense of the other. By the way, the bar on top is mediocre at best. The staff upstairs seem to have been infected by the same disease as the ones downstairs. If the cocktail you ordered isn't hip enough, they treat you with the same disdain as they would someone who ordered a glass of milk (and I was tempted to check this out).
In conclusion, of all the boxes that a hotel should tick, you really don't tick the ones that matter. It's really as simple as that. Is it comfortable? No. Did I sleep particularly well? No. Was it pleasant? No. Was I made to feel welcome? No. Of the things you pretend to be - something beyond the standard - you only rarely come close. It's pretentious, yes, but never gets close to the coolness factor that ought to go along with it.
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