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This hotel stay, I must admit, ranks among the most disappointing ones I've had in a LONG while. The gentleman at the front desk skipped the pleasantries and dove straight into an unpleasant demeanor – no smiles, no greetings, just a rude tone. I'm referring to a ~50 years old bold guy, who seems rather ill-suited for his role, to put it mildly. Here's the scene: I step into my room, and lo and behold, the toilet is leaking incessantly, producing a very loud noize that can drive anyone crazy in a matter of hours. I headed back down to the front desk to inform Mr. Unfriendly about the issue. His response? "I can't assist you; I can't do nothing about it. I don't understand the issue." All his responses were with a dismissive buzz off attitude. It was like talking to a brick wall. He repeated his stance until I made it clear that I wouldn't leave until the matter was resolved. Eventually, he relented and called in a plumber. The plumber kind of fixed the issue, but only partly. I guess it's better than nothing. And that's just the tip of the iceberg: 1. The air conditioning? Utterly subpar. 2. The state of the bathroom? Absolutely horrendous. 3. The overall ambiance? Unbelievably off-putting. Would you believe this lackluster experience came with a price tag of $40 per night? I kid you not 😁. They've even put me in a different room than the one on the pictures! Now, on the day of checkout, it's 12:04 PM (checkout is supposed to be at exactlt at noon). And guess who makes a return appearance, but this time by phone? You got it – Mr. Unfriendly is back in action: - I greet him with a somewhat friendly "Hi." - But he immediately drops the bomb with his usual impolite and disrespectful tone: "Check-out time." - "When is the checkout time?" - "Right now!" I make my way downstairs, only to find Mr. Unfriendly engrossed in a phone conversation, completely oblivious to my presence. He takes my keys without even looking at me for a moment. I wait for a brief moment, hoping to tell him that he should be more polite with his guests next time. But he doesn't seem bothered with me waiting for something and continues on talking on the phone. Alright buddy. All things considered, this stands out as one of my most disappointing hotel experiences. And let's not forget, Mr. Rude Receptionist holds the distinction of providing the absolute worst interaction with hotel staff I've ever encountered. It's very clear that this individual is unfit for the role of a receptionist, and I'd even go further to say that he shouldn't be working with people at all until he learns the fundamental principles of human interactions and being polite.

Clean but no room service, the last floor has no elevator so you should carry you bags for one floor . The location was good near to the shopping markets . The balcony very very small , one person can barely stand on it. And the view very normal nothing special. They charge us higher price for the weekend.