A Royal Flophouse!!Posted: Mon, Oct 15 2007Location:
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1THIS IS NOT A HOTEL-- It is at best a Parisian flophouse. The Royal St. Germaine Flophouse is located on a VERY NOISY THOROUGHFARE, so if you hope to get any sleep while in Paris, avoid this place at all costs. When I arrived, there was absolutely no one to assist me with dragging and pulling my luggage through the NON-Automatic entry doors. Once inside the flophouse's dark small foyer, I had to stand in line behind 5 other people and their mounds of luggage while they tried to check in. As with the entry doors, check-in at this place was not automated either. Each guest is given a lengthy form that they have to fill out along with their credit card info. It took well over 40 minutes just to get checked in. I requested a room on the backside of the hotel to avoid the eardrum shattering street noise and I was told "the windows are double paned and after one night you will get used to it." Then, came the fun part!! Trying to fit myself and my luggage inside an elevator so small that it became crowded if more than one person was on it. After extruding myself and my luggage from the elevator, I opened the door to what was the filthiest, grossest excuse for a hotel room that I have ever encountered. This place makes a U.S. Motel 6 look like a 5-star hotel. There was no clock , no black out curtains and the bed, carpet and bathroom were disgustingly dirty. And the bedspread--was absolutely indescribably dirty. The mattress--well, I won't even go there!! The noise level from the street below was absolutely incredible. Thankfully, I travel with a blindfold and earplugs. The t.v. had a 12 inch screen and was so old that it reminded me of something I had in college over 20 years ago. The telephone was techologically backwards as well. I picked it up and dialed zero for the front desk so I could get instructions on how to work the a/c controls. No one ever answered so I was forced to use my cell phone to call the front desk. I was then informed that I had to dial 9 to get the front desk. Gee, I guess it would have been too much trouble to have posted some directions to this effect. The bathroom shower was a 30 inch by 30 inch square stall that almost severed one of my breasts when I attempted to get out of it. Also, this hotel turns off the a/c when you leave necessitating another phone call to the front desk upon your return to your room. The fact that Paris was hosting a rugby tournament along with a major retail show made it impossible to locate another hotel. Also, if you need a key to the room safe, you have to put up a 50 euros deposit!! One would have to hold a gun to my head, before I would ever in my wildest dreams recommend this awful, repugnant place.