Youngstar

The only thing I can't wait for is never coming back. The place felt abandoned, with nobody in the lobby when I needed to check in or out. You're left on your own, as if the staff vanished mid-shift. That would be peaceful if you like being abandoned. Breakfast is advertised, but what I found was a sad omelette or fried egg for just two hours on weekends. Fine dining, apparently. The staff, when they were around, seemed unprofessional, and the atmosphere was awful. The room came with insects crawling on me, spiders and bugs included. I wiped them off with a cloth like I was in a jungle hut. After showering, if the water worked, the so-called towels were old rags that fell apart and left little white threads all over me. Like being wrapped in lint. The central air conditioning did nothing, unless the goal was to sweat in place. Opening the window meant risking becoming a mosquito buffet. Useless amenities and disintegrating towels, the place really has it all. Treat yourself and stay literally anywhere else. A Masterclass in Misery, a Must-Stay for Masochists.