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Personal war ok. Das Zimmer bedarf eine kleine Renovierung

Olvidé la llave de la habitación, desafortunadamente la recepción es hasta las 10 pm y tipo 10:30 pm que me di cuenta intenté comunicar con el hotel vía whatsaap un asistente virtual me decía que ya pronto me atenderían y nunca llegaron, además de el teléfono para emergencias despues de 10pm nuca me contestaron, amanecí afuera y a eso de las 10:30 am fue que me contactaron y pude entrar a la habitación, ni disculpas me ofrecieron solo me dijeron que podía quedar hasta las 12 del medio día para hacer el chek inn, les dije que me dejaran hasta las 3pm para descansar un rato y me dijeron que no podían, solo subí recogí mis cosas y me fui

1e indruk nette kamer en goede prijs en locatie. Toen ik wat langer in de kamer was viel me op dat er overal oude vlekken zitten op vloerbedekking, muren en plafonds. Onder het bed lagen nog lege blikjes, vieze sokken en gebruikte wattenstaafjes. Ook lagen er in de kast nog 2 pruiken en pantys. Ook was het heel erg stoffig overal en omdat het ik het klimaat niet kon bedienen omdat deze op stand centraal beheerd stond, bleef de lucht blazer vrij hard staan zodat er over stof rondwaaide.

Our experience with Hotel La Reine excelled in ruining our holiday experience, never have we been more impressed with the way a hotel can mess up almost everything so flawlessly. Overall I would say that hanging an ironing board/ George Foreman grill off level next to a reflective, man-sized safe was not the brightest idea but certainly on par for Hotel La Diar-reine. Furthermore whoever put a levitating bird bath next to an oversized, toothbrush holder definitely needs a wash as they are about as cleanly as bag of used condoms. The face towels must've been made for Eddie Hall or Thor Bjornsson and the bidet was near enough a drinking fountain, outstanding awful decor, perfect for a 3-star skid mark of sub-human accommodation. Pros? The dog washing cubicle with the built in pressure washer was amazing at ripping the skin off my eyelids which is just ideal as I can't stand looking at this beautifully, disgusting state of an establishment any longer. The phone in the washroom was persistently overheating and extremely loud so I could barely hear the sound of roommate swearing at the microwave for locking our cheese and ham croissants, don't even know if they're still cooking but oh well, at least the fire alarm works so it's not all doom and gloom. On the upside, the eco-fridge was rather ingenious, using the exceptionally poor windows to allow for anything within a close proximity to look like it's in a Coors Light advert. Truly awe-inspiring.