The Royal Hotel is the exact opposite of the little island where it stands. While everyone else in Levuka greets you with a smile, service is non-existent here.
At first the bar is “for resident guests only” but after one of the nicer ladies remembered seeing us around town earlier, they let us order beer and soft drinks (no food, not even snacks, available). We then roamed around the common area to discover how huge it is. How amazing this shabby-chic place must have been in the good old days when those sailors frequented the billiard room! Parts of the building look un-used … but wait, why are there so many computers in the “business centre”? The hotel also serves as a school or something?
We spent almost an hour in the lounge sipping Fiji Gold and Fanta Mango. The cleaning ladies mobbed the floor around us yet didn’t say a word. It’s downright eerie as if the staff were transported from another planet to colonial Levuka. But they weren’t. Why did the management make them so paranoid about outside guests? (When we visited, the toilets and fridge at the bar were both locked up. The other day we met the hotel’s own emloyee who couldn’t get in as the “manager” was out of town. Strange, isn’t it?) Or is there any management at all? The license above the reception shows a Japanese name.
Hopefully the oldest hotel in the South Pacific won’t end up suffering the same fate as the nearby Ovalau Club.
- Also Known As:
- Royal Hotel Ovalau Island