Alloggio Taddei

The €140 for one night didn't include breakfast, and I found a wine-red mark on my pillowcase. Locals were very enthusiastic about our choice of place, though it was hard to see why. The room brought back the feel of grandma's house: wooden bed, cracked mattress, blinds that barely open, bathroom outside the room, and no Wi-Fi. The missing air conditioning on August 12th added to the experience, like a Turkish grandma's house. At least there wasn't a huge crucifix with Jesus watching all night. A truly forgettable stay! ❤️

At €40 per person per night, this was a disappointing stay. The photos on Booking.com looked very different, so be careful. The room felt like it was meant for one, but was rented as a double: cramped, no bedside tables or chairs, and just one electrical outlet that seemed to date from 1940. Everything felt old and uncared for, from the beds and lamp to the walls and doors. A huge spider was in the bathroom, where the shower was just a cubicle, the vent looked as if it had never been cleaned, and the toilet seat was smaller than the toilet itself. There was a chair on the balcony, but the neighbors climbed over the railing and stole it. I wouldn't bring my wife here.

The only thing we were happy with was how clean the rooms were. Room 5 was advertised on Booking.com with an en suite bathroom, but the bathroom was outside the room. Room 7 was listed as a triple, though it was barely spacious enough for two and we couldn't move around. The furnishings were dated, with exposed wires on the light bulbs, and the bed was right under the window. For the price, the quality didn't fit the situation, and better options are available. It might do for one night, but I'd look elsewhere for a longer stay.

There was no breakfast, even though they call themselves a B&B. For 70 euros, the room had narrow spaces, 1950s furniture, ripped sheets, and a double bed that had split into two singles by morning. Nothing was soundproofed: we heard toilets, talking, footsteps, slamming doors, and water pipes late into the night, then the noise began again at 7:00 a.m. When we arrived, the room and apartment were freezing. I asked for an electric heater and was told, "I have one, but I won't give it to you because it's dangerous." My partner had got into bed dressed because of the cold, and the owner said, "You're exaggerating! The heating downstairs is off." That wasn't true: ten minutes later I went downstairs and her house was warm. When I complained, she said, "If you don't like it, you can leave." I wanted to go somewhere else, but there was nowhere nearby open at that time of night. We waited three hours for the room and unheated bathroom to warm up enough to shower.