El Mirador de Almanzor

They have a place with a great potential but they could care for it a bit more. For example replacing broken lamps and missing bulbs, soundproofing the rooms (you hear all the conversations and other unpleasant noises next door), cleaning the decoration fabrics in the room, etc. An extra effort would largely pay for a more comfortable stay.

The entire experience was horrible. The “Hotel” is a house located at the end of steep and narrow dead-end street impossible to locate. If you happen to speak Spanish, and you find someone in the street, they will send you to a restaurant with the same name as the hotel at the other end of town. After checking in, they send you back with your key to the so called “hotel”. Since there is no place to park or turn around, you have to park the car in the town square, and carrying your suitcases, go down a steep narrow street to what happens to be a house ( all this in the middle of the afternoon with temperatures above 100). Once inside the very dark and narrow stairs, you have to look for your room number ( one of six) and trying to fall in the dark, open the door of your so called hotel room. Since there is no air conditioning, and the window in our room was closed to avoid the bugs, as you entered the room, you broke into an instant sweat. To top it all, the toilet did not flush, and there was no pressure for taking a shower. After a sleepless night fighting the mosquitoes and being overwhelmed by the unbearable heat, we left as quickly as possible, leaving behind what has been our worse hotel experience ever. We travel a lot, and after lodging in many many hotels, I have never written a review, but this had to be the one. This one was “The Hotel in Hell.”