The location of the hotel is quite close to the airport in what i would call a mix between an industrial and poor part of the town. The walls are very thin which is not only expressed by the trucks driving by around the clock, but also by the guests and personal in the hotel. It seems like there are no limit to the noise allowed here, as we were woken up 2 am, 3 am and 4.30 am by people shouting repeatedly in the hallways, music being played and what could be assumed was people dragging sledgehammers up and down the stairs.
As if that was not enough, the breakfast is served around 8 - 8.30, delivered to your room. Here the buns could be used as a hammer, the hot water in the coffee is luke warm, and the cheese has a rubberish texture and tasted old.
In case you are the type of persons who likes to sleep on rocks, you are in luck. The bed simply does not have any support, and the same goes for the pillow. Be prepared to call your chiropractor!
Remember to ask for towels in the reception and cross your fingers that you are not getting a room smelling like sewer and death - or, simply just find another hotel
