Let's start with the positives: The mattress exceeded our initial expectations, affording us a reasonably decent night's rest.
However, the aspects that left much to be desired were notable. Firstly, the location of the hotel was somewhat questionable. While I never felt unsafe, the immediate surroundings consisted predominantly of graffiti-clad warehouse doors, which left an unappealing impression.
The dimensions of the room were decidedly compact, and the choice of polished concrete for the flooring, while undoubtedly a trendy aesthetic choice, presented a slipping hazard. I experienced a near mishap while stepping out of the shower onto the slick surface, which, given the circumstances, could have resulted in a serious injury. The flooring seemed a accident waiting to happen.
My initial concern emerged during check-in when a fellow guest inquired about the availability of toilet paper—a rarity in my hotel experiences. I have NEVER had to request toilet paper! This strange situation became more apparent upon reaching our room and discovering only one towel in the minuscule bathroom. In a rush to prepare for a show, I was compelled to share this single wet towel with my partner.
When we approached the front desk for additional towels, we were shocked to learn that none were available. The hotel had recently severed ties with their laundry service provider and, astoundingly, had not yet secured a suitable replacement. While I do not own a hotel, I would imagine the smar