Hotel Cadenza Tokyo Reviews

I think no one has complained until now. Because of that, the employees, even the managers, have been doing a half-hearted job. I don't know what value there is in a hotel that is protected by its brand and authority, and harasses its customers. Frankly, it was a waste of time to go. I still regret what I said. I have used it before. There was no "thank you as always" in the words. When I said I wanted to play the piano, they looked unwilling and checked the reservation that I didn't make, and paused. I don't know any other hotel that is as rude as this. This is a three-star hotel that costs over 10,000 yen per night. However, the bakery is not open on weekdays. The restaurant is closed or partially open on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. There is nothing around. If you are staying, it is a hotel. There is no hotel more inconvenient than this. No water or welcome drink service. You just sign at check-in and you are given the key. Only the bare minimum amenities are left in the room. The slippers are reused. The shampoo is the DHC series, whose ingredients are sourced from Europe. It's nothing special. The bathtub and toilet are in one bathroom, and the sink is not separated from the room. I couldn't relax. The bed was a French bed with a print from several decades ago. It was the kind of hard one you see in business hotels in the countryside. Of course, when you peeled off the base, there was long hair. There was no coffee, only powdered tea. There was no mineral water or a shared water server. It was unclear whether the tap water was drinkable, but once you entered the room, you had no choice but to drink it. There was a Ministop in the neighboring building, and cash and credit cards were not accepted. The worst part was the water area. There were several centimeters of dust in the pipes under the sink. There was a black thing around the bathtub, so I dug around it and found a pipe filled with hair that had been left there. I pulled out the pipe and removed the hair, but hair was still growing from the inside. I wonder what was going through my mind when I stuck my hand in there. The smell of my hands didn't go away even the next day. I handed it over to the front desk and asked about the post from five years ago, and they gave me the standard complaint that "the pipes are inspected regularly." I don't need that, that's a lie. When I asked them, "Why did you leave it for five years?" they just said, "I'm sorry," but they still maintained their stance that they inspect them. But they didn't answer about how often they clean it. It's obvious that the person in charge who doesn't know the situation answered to deal with the situation appropriately. That can't be called a response. This person came all the way to the station. We pay rent. We spent money to get our belongings and still came to the hotel for fun, ruining the trip, and there was no improvement in the service or sincerity. Are you a group of fraudsters?