Justin M.
Google
I've spent some time in hotel rooms (including a multi-week stay in a fleabag joint in Nowhere, Arizona when I was a teenager, about which the less said the better) and I try to be as measured as I can whenever I submit a review like this, so I say this very sincerely: this was the finest hotel experience I've ever had. My girlfriend and I stayed for the week of 11.2-11.8 and could not have been happier. The staff was unfailingly polite, approachable, convivial, and accommodating, even when I staggered down to the coffee shop one morning after not nearly enough sleep and just croaked 'coffee?' across the bar. The room was of exceptionally high quality, particularly the bed, which made my bed at home look like a bundle of twigs wrapped in a rag. The complimentary breakfast was discreetly delivered via a wire mesh basket hung on a hook beside the door and was waiting for us upon waking each morning - and for a complimentary breakfast, it was aces - a good croissant, a stick of good cheddar, an organic fruit bar, a bottle of good juice, and a lovely wee 1oz jar of preserves. That plus a cup or two of coffee (also complimentary) sustained me through multiple miles of street walking every day, and on our meandering back in the evening the exceptional Manon was invariably behind the bar, friendly and welcoming and ready to slide a nightcap or two my way and give me very useful feedback on my halting and labored quasi-French.
The Uville is just about perfect. I'm a little sad I'm not still there. But I'll be back. Soon.