Hotels near Museo Diocesano de Urgel, La Seu D'urgell

Because Barcelona was too expensive for weekends, I drove to Andorra for one night. I did not expect more than 500 prices are not bad. The old house is very sensational, the service is OK, the room has a balcony, and the breakfast is okay. Finally, remind the hotel's parking lot in the building behind the main entrance. If you come from Barcelona, the hotel is on the left hand side and turns 90 degrees to the front of the main entrance. The uphill road is a large sign on the wall. 12 euros a night. Andorra is worth coming to shopping paradise, cosmetics, tobacco and alcohol is very good value.

The hotel is located in a commercial street, and I especially like the public areas of their home. The public areas in the picture are all of their home. The restaurant on the first floor has a great environment. The lounge has indoor and outdoor areas. You can order drinks at the bar. It is suitable for office work, drinking and chatting, and it feels like a coffee shop. The breakfast area is very large, with a separate floor, the content is very Western and simple. It's good overall, but the soundproofing of this room is a bit poor, and the footsteps upstairs are so clear as to be walking around in my room, and I thought the room had entered in the middle of the night. There is a Hong Kong Chinese restaurant opposite (the name is HongKong).

I didn't ask for breakfast, so I don't know how. The room is relatively clean, after all, it is cheap, but there are too few front desk staff, it takes a while to check in. By the way, the front desk will provide meeting and bread, so good. Lemon and orange water is delicious.

Located in the pedestrian street of Andorra, the oldest four-star hotel, the grandmother at the front desk of the hotel is very helpful, but the check-in is very, very slow. The bed is too soft and I am not used to sleeping

The hotel is located at the end of the city or halfway up the hill. From the station it used to cross the entire city. When I saw the front desk of the hotel, I asked, ”Did you actually drive?” It’s probably watching me push a box and gasp. But breakfast is OK, the hotel has a free warmth to soak (it is quite cold 36. 7 degrees - on a relatively small pool, I just met a pair of foreigners when I entered, haha small place everyone squeezed or a Beauty.

I know that a review has to be balanced, and therefore it is probably best to start with the positives. The hotel location is spectacular, the swimming pool is decent and the grounds are well kept. Upon arrival, the reception staff were friendly and helpful. After that, there are huge problems with the hotel. The room is tired looking, with a slight musty smell and decor in need of an upgrade. The bed is an old wooden number that has seen better days and creaks like a pirates galleon. The room is boiling hot, with no functional air control. It has, thus far, been one of the worst nights sleep of my life. However, the main thing to avoid is the restaurant. For dinner, the kitchen serves a grand total of 5 dishes - 3 starters and 2 mains (pork and salmon - vegans should count themselves lucky not to be catered for). For starter, I had a ‘focaccia’ that was essentially a thick, tasteless doorstop bread of the type my bad grammar school used to serve to keep us sedated. This was covered in a layer of greasy cheese-adjacent substance and what could generously be described as ‘ham’. My wife had a goats (‘gods’ according to the menu, though what kind of benevolent deity would have inflicted this meal upon His children remains to be seen) cheese parcel. The parcel was about as well received as an Amazon Prime delivery that has been booted over next door’s fence. Onto the main, and the ‘pork’ was fatty and undercooked, served with a few slices of poorly fried potato that seemed to subliminally scream the word ‘sorry’. My wife’s salmon was an insult to a fishes’ memory - slimy and unappealing, tossed carelessly on some tired lettuce and a few beetroot cubes. The price of €25 per person may have been reasonable if that was the amount we were being paid to eat it. The most ridiculous part of the evening though was the service. About 10 waiters hovered around the dining room, a number that seems high until you realise that a separate team member performs each task. Drinks and bread was one waitress. Ordering food was a waiter. Delivery of the starter was another waiter. Another waitress collected the plates. Another brought the cutlery for the main. Another brought the main. Another dressed in a full bomb disposal suit delivered the bill. After a while it becomes obvious that it is a strategy to diminish responsibility through collectivisation - it’s like a philosophical conundrum- if a crap meal is served but no one actually served it, did it really happen? Unfortunately for us, the answer is yes, and I still have ten hours trying to sleep in this unbearable inferno. On this occasion, rather than ‘gods’ cheese, I suspect that both the meal and the room have been designed by the other guy…