Benedict Addis
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I wanted so much to love this hotel. The charming and helpful staff, the central location, the clever design, the bicycles available to guests for free, wristbands for the therme and saunas. But when you charge €175 per night - the most I’ve ever paid for a bed - everything has to be perfect.
So when the obstinate and intransigent management wasted half of my day - and that of another guest who kindly offered to translate - by trying to weasel out of a direct booking offer to provide breakfast, it was an act of mean-spiritedness that undermined any possibility of generosity. Indeed they did not relent until the guest, a stranger, took pity and tried to pay for us!
Finally shamed into taking the correct action, the hotel management did not apologise for the stress and hunger which had ruined the first day of the holiday, nor the wasted time for two guests, nor do anything to make up for the missing meal (not to mention the promised spa vouchers which never appeared). The excellent coffee aside, the breakfast we had was nothing special and had to be taken inside the dark bar, the outdoor terrace being closed for some unfathomable reason on Wednesdays.
Why not empower their staff to make a little goodwill gesture? It would have cost nothing and left everyone happy and unbruised. Instead we experienced the Tyrolean coldness at the heart of this establishment. Thank God that big-hearted, chaotic Rome was our next destination.