Idyllic, this uncharming building rises in the midst of other buildings marked by time and screams from afar: “Here was something!” At the entrance, you are warmly greeted by a nice gentleman in a bomber jacket who tries to rip the suitcase out of your hand with the warmth of a pawnbroker. You can tell immediately: Service is very important here.
Behind the first door, a nostalgic room awaits you with a table and an orphaned personal control apparatus that looks as if it hasn't pushed a service in a decade. Afterwards, you enter the lobby, where you can expect a really friendly staff.
The room itself is a true time travel experience. The furniture exudes a historical charm and proves that this hotel must have once been one of the very great. One of the three sockets in the room retired years ago, but fits perfectly into the ensemble in terms of colour – respect for the interior design! The view from the window of the filthy backyards is particularly impressive as soon as you open the window. If allowed, the non-existent cleaning of the panes ensures a pleasant frosted glass look.
The air conditioning turns out to be an ambitious heating hairdryer, which affects the room temperature in only one direction with much enthusiasm but little success. For this there is a small fridge, kettle and a safe. Storage areas for clothes? Misrepresentation. For this you were spoiled with four hangers. Four! It feels like a luxury resort.
I would like to emphasize the cleanliness – the room was really sparkling. Either they have very good cleaners here or the room has just seen everything and nothing to hide anymore.
Conclusion: For 110 € per night including breakfast you get exactly what you order: An authentic retro experience with character, intense wear and tear and the reassuring feeling that real people are still working here, not a sterile hotel chain.
If you are looking for design hotels with Nespresso machines, you are in the wrong place. Anyone who appreciates humor, a story and four hangers – welcome!
