I came here with my parents when they visited me in the UK on my JYA two years ago and was pleasantly surprised. Though we hit an initial hiccup getting our room, it was quickly resolved by the staff (the hotel was overbooked, which is not a good sign, but we ended up getting our rooms because the staff transferred some other customers that hadn't arrived to a sister hotel).
The accommodation included breakfast which was full English fare and it was pretty good; the portions were large and tea was included. The breakfast room was full when we came down to eat in the morning, but the way the hotel was arranged, I was surprised the place could fit that many people in the building. My folks thought the rooms were small, but this is just my American viewpoint. After spending a year in England, I realised they were standard sized.
Though the decor left much to be desired, it was very comfy and seemed quite clean.
It was also decently quiet at night despite the fact that there was no vacancy. I had a pleasant stay here after backpacking for weeks on end in various hostels around Europe (I personally don't care for hostels in London and I think I'll make reservations here on my next visit).
DO NOT STAY HERE. This is by far the worst place I've ever stayed in, and that includes hostels in several other European countries. I can't believe this place calls itself a "hotel", since the bathrooms are communal, there isn't any soap to wash your hands with, and flushing the toilet causes some water to empty out into the shower. The room doors make so much noise creaking that you're bound to wake up the rest of the floor if you have to pee in the middle of the night. Most importantly, however, the beds are unsleepable. I seriously have never. slept. in a worse bed. It was like sleeping on a lumpy piece of wood with a smelly knit blanket on top.
I am still in denial that I paid £40 to stay in this place. My friend and I stumbled in around 1am, in a state of complete desperation, and didn't think twice about all the warning signs we received from the look of the place and from the man at the desk. The first thing he said was "We usually charge 70, but it's 40 for you girls", which should have made us immediately suspicious. He then went on to say (as we were already filling out paperwork and retrieving our money) what a good reputation the place has and how it has "everything a hotel should have", which should have sent us walking out the door. But we were cold and tired and we nodded and smiled and made our way up the 7 or 8 flights of creaky stairs into our tiny uncomfortable hellhole of a room. Needless to say, it was a long, long night.
In the morning when we checked out, the man who had smiled and talked to us so eagerly the night before seemed to have transformed overnight. It was almost as if he was accustomed to having people come down those stairs looking incredibly pissed off. Without making any eye contact or speaking a single word to us, he took our key and pointed in the direction of the door. It was absolutely bizarre. I haven't stopped thinking about what a sneaky creepy little man he was ever since we left. If anything, that room was worth £15. At best.
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