아바 살레트 스위트

Пришли в номер, очень пахло духами. Посмеялись, что кто-то тут умер, но флёр ушёл, когда стало просто вонять канализацией. Вот и вся история.

Excelente lugar prácticamente está a pie de pista

매우 친절하고 따뜻한 호텔이었습니다. 음식도 훌륭했고 직원들도 정말 친절했습니다. 이 기회를 빌려 매니저 올리에게 감사의 말씀을 전하고 싶습니다. 그는 훌륭한 전문가이자 멋진 분이시며, 항상 저희의 편안함을 세심하게 배려해 주셨습니다! 덕분에 저희의 숙박(1주일)이 더욱 특별하게 느껴졌습니다. 또한 저희를 정말 잘 대해주신 벨라에게도 감사드립니다. 이 좋고 편안한 환경을 모두에게 추천합니다. 축하드립니다!!!

스키 휴가 때 가족, 친구들과 함께 이 호텔에서 일주일을 보냈습니다. 정말 최고였어요! 호텔은 정말 편안했어요 (객실이 넓고 욕실이 두 개라 아이 둘을 데리고 가기에 정말 좋았어요!!). 저녁 식사도 훌륭했고 (제가 가봤던 다른 호텔들보다 훨씬 좋았어요), 직원들도 정말 친절했어요. 특히 올리와 벨리냐에게 정말 감사했어요!

It was our second stay in this hotel. In short: very friendly and helpfull staff, good food and perfect location to drive to starting points for hiking throughout Andorra. Although our first room didn't have a balcony and was too noisy for our little kids (room just above the entrance), the staff was very understanding & helpfull to see what they could do to switch us to another room. + Must try: the cocktails are freshly made and very good. + Spa: Lovely view and nice to book to charge your batteries after a lot of hiking. + Breakfast: Well-taken care of. A lot of different foods to chose from. (Warm food = actually warm ) + Dinner: Lovely staff, good children's menus, a lot of variety, tastefull food and well presented. + New poolbar looks beautiful. + Beautiful rooms. Tip: - They didn't inform us about the fact that we could dine in the Italian restaurant as well and about the fact that we could take lunch instead of dinner upon request. (We got this intell from other guests.) - More seats at the pool area would be helpfull.

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…