The glamorous picture of the hotel is the best (only) thing good about it. The hotel is not well marked on the outside of the building - a small plaque only. The hotel is one of many businesses, including other "hotels", in the multi-tenant building. The building interior is totally run-down. The reception is Spanish-speaking only and I waited patiently for spent several minutes as the helpful lad handwrote the details of my passport into the hotel log (apparently they've never seen a photocopier). The elevator to the 5th floor is so small it barely fits one traveller with a small backpack (I'm only 5' 6" and not chubby). The walls are paper thin - I got to listen to the neighbouring room's tv in the wee hours of the morning. There were no "local attractions" materials, or anything about the hotel, in the room. The Wi-Fi is not theirs and it's slow (when it's working - there's a hand written notice at the reception indicating same). The bathroom is not much bigger than a broom closet: so small that the door, when open, almost hits the sink. The building has a musty smell to it: even though I slept with the widow open, there was little fresh air. Lesson learned: you can't judge a book by its cover. In this case, the photo was very, very deceptive.
