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A Bed So Small, My Niece Would Laugh
Let’s start with the highlight: the breakfast is good. Really, it is.
Now, the room. The bed is… ambitious. Calling it a double is generous – it’s more like a wide single. My three-year-old niece has a bigger bed. Sharing it with another adult was a nightly Tetris challenge, with the added bonus of a mattress so hard, I checked twice if I was sleeping directly on the floor.
Each of us got one pillow, which technically counts as “provided,” but emotionally felt like a budget cut.
There’s no TV, no kettle, and the location is not great either.
The rooftop? It closes right after sunset, which is, oddly enough, the one moment you'd actually want to be up there. No seating or anything...
And if you were hoping for a relaxed departure: late checkout is not an option.
This was the most expensive hotel of our whole trip across Japan. So, if you're looking to pay top yen for a tiny bed, minimalist features, and a sense of “weirdly strict efficiency,” this is the place for you.