Hotel Mozart ^{(3 stars)}

My room faced the tiny inner courtyard and as did, unfortunately, the window. As guests walk along it, I could not leave the window open - and that at 30 degrees. An open window would not have been very helpful, though, because no breeze blew into the narrow courtyard. The tiny room did not have a fan and no air conditioning, which was not promised, but that made it unbearably hot. Advantage: you did not have to use the filthy blanket. Around the pillows I wrapped one of the towels which were the only clean item in the room. The table was quite dusty - it probably has not experienced a cleaning in ages. My mother's bedside table missed a board, the fixing nails were still there and stuck out - risk of injury! The bathroom was run down. Descaling does not seem to be common when cleaning the rooms - otherwise I can not explain the ancient stains on the faucets. The prevailing dirt there I do not think I need to mention any more. Although there was no German television, it was never boring: in the badly soundproofed rooms you could listen to the conversations from adjacent rooms. My companion had it even worse: the window in her room went who knows where. It was tiny and mounted above the bed in a way that you could not look outside. But until two in the morning you heard the people in the street cafes, which are left, right and across the street. Also in this room the dirt was present everywhere. The dirtiest were the to three quarters hanging curtains. It had a sad gray for a color - of the original white there was nothing more to be seen.

Simple as promised. Especially disgusting: the jams in the 500 gr glass on the tables. The glasses remain on the tables, until the umpteenth guest has emptied it, which in this context means, that several butter knives found their way into the jam, because there was no spoon. One remark in our own interest: Kraft singles works for baking, not as a topping for bread! Especially not when it is, apart from the jam, the only other topping. The orange juice was placed on the table long before the guest, with the result that it was warm. My request for cold orange juice I could only push through with trouble, as all three waiters standing around suddenly could not speak English any more.

Without any motivation - staff at the reception made a filthy impression.

Lobby: The flagship of a hotel is its lobby. So we didn't find it too appealing to find a thick dust layer in the display case. Photos on the Internet and in the flyer: Congratulations: Making so much from so little is an art.

As promised 100 meters from the Grand Place. Only because of this one sun Because of the loud restaurants next door and across the street, the rooms are very loud.