Pjotr Tsvetkov
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The only reason to stay here is the location. Otherwise, it’s a “five-star” loft – supposedly. And don’t get me started on the breakfasts: everything feels absurdly meager.
There’s a huge dining hall, and in one corner you’ll find a tiny selection of food. Want a smoothie? Here are some carrots and celery—feel free to juice them yourself in the machine, while everyone around gets to enjoy the show. Coffee? Oh, here’s the capsule machine (sic!). Fancy an omelet? Order from the menu and it’ll embark on a grand expedition to the kitchen—then, about 15 minutes later, they’ll bring you something barely lukewarm.
In the meantime you can pick from a croissant, some bread, two types of ham, and a single kind of cheese. Or cereal and fruit. Or just water. )))
Breakfast here always feels profoundly sad.