As the facade was completely obscured by grubby generic shutters and thee was no light to illuminate the hotel name the taxi driver was obliged to drive around and around before he found the street number. The high doorbell summoned the clatter of inner gates. The bundled figure disappeared into the dark leaving us to stumble about in the dark. The room was tiny. It was midnight we were too tired to do much more than go to sleep. The shabby room was nothing like the photos. We decided to change hotels. The receptionist wanted to charge us for the two nights we had booked. She went off to check with someone and charged for the one night. The prices charged by this hotel are a rip off. Other much nicer hotels in the same area charge a third of the price. Buyer beware!2