Top billing, for us, were night staff duo. One rings at 2am to announce, delightedly, he has a girl waiting downstairs. Thanks, but no thanks. His oppo bangs the door, while first guy rings again to ask should he send her up. P*** off.
Manager agrees it could look like the have a hooker in tow; actually she had a job interview with a Mike and they made the wrong call. Pull the other. He upgrades us to a suite, then blows goodwill by also phoning at night to ask is there anything else he can do.
Bell hop is the straight feed to desk clerk's clown. They screw up numbers: wake-up times, dates, the bill, card numbers, taxi fares…
Breakfast crew run out of cereal, but for 6 pesos can scramble 2 eggs to a tough, cold, greasy, black-specked, gritty, inedible lump.
Maid keeps her bathroom top-up routine going into the small hours…
Laugh? Thought we'd never start. Did though, once the flea bites stopped itching.
Good solid building, well-appointed rooms. Noisy at weekends on account of nearby clubbing area.
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