The restaurant is great—delicious food and a breakfast buffet with plenty of options to kick-start your morning. The staff? Friendly.
But there's an interesting duality to this place: you've got the Ibis side and the Mercure side. I never ventured over to the Mercure part, but it seemed to attract a lively professional crowd as well as some older guests. I wouldn't be surprised if that was their main bread and butter.
Meanwhile, the Ibis side—where we stayed—had this trendy ghost town vibe. Like once upon a time it was hip and full of life until covid sucked the air out of it's lungs. Now there are merely relics of colorful vinyl seats, a bar/reception area, and a foos balls table from the old days when hipsters and backpackers frequented it's halls to get a good night's sleep.
I don't know... It was October. Maybe it’s more of a summer hotspot, because it felt like we had the entire wing to ourselves.
Now, let's talk about Room 120. The funk in that bathroom? Whew! Oh, it was undeniable and unbelievable. No ventilation, no windows, and it reeked of mildew. The bedroom needed some walls patched and a little paint. Nothing crazy but it was absolutely in need of some TLC.
Why didn’t we complain? Well, it was cheap, and we only had to deal with it for two nights. Plus, we were just using the room to sleep. But, note to future self: if we stay at another Ibis, we're definitely speaking up!