Tuesday, 30 August 2022

To Hostal Benidorm

I am delivered to Hostal Benidorm and take the elevator to the 2nd floor where reception is located. I am not sure what to expect but my gut has positive vibes so that's a good start. 


I only booked the place three days before leaving, having researched and written to a few to see if they might offer a "travel writer's deal". I kept an eye on prices and offerings while waiting for a response. 

Meanwhile, friends were a little concerned that I was due to fly in a couple of days and still hadn't booked anywhere. I wasn't worried, the chances of Barcelona being booked out might be possible during the Olympics or if the city was hosting a football final. It may be trickier to find a last-minute room come Sept/Oct 2024 when Barcelona hosts the 37th America's Cup. But on this occasion, I was better off investing my time into researching the ideal place to stay, rather than expending energy worrying about missing out on somewhere and making a poor decision.

In the event, no response was forthcoming from any of the hotels I had approached so, after a bit more research, I decided to lock in Hostal Benidorm on Las Ramblas, Barcelona's renowned boulevard. I know, I know ... the hotel name holds little appeal as it brings about visions of a hostel in one of the most derided parts of Spain. Still, "hostal" is not the same as "hostel" and I knew this was not the type of place sought by young backpackers happy with dorms. 

So, with faith in my final choice, I had confirmed my online booking - for a single room with a single bed, and an all-important view. I didn't want to look down an interior services chute, so I paid a few more Euros for a decent view, although it wasn't exactly clear what that would be of. As I was soon to discover, the "room with a view" was worth every extra Euro!

I am led to my room by a friendly chap who helps me with my bags. It has a double bed (an upgrade!?) and impressive views out to the courtyard and roof chimneys of the Palau Guell, one of Gaudi's masterpieces, which I will visit later during my stay. To the left, the rear of houses with washing draped and a degree or urban shambles on show. I find it all charming. 

My room is compact, recently renovated, clean, simple, stylish and peaceful. The bathroom is well-designed and functions perfectly. This hotel room has everything I need, and nothing I don't. It's well-priced, well-appointed, well-located. It is perfect. 

Barcelona room with a view


I would normally go wandering straight away but, after my 30-hour hassle-free journey, I am feeling weary. I lie down. It is around 5pm. There is no hurry, Barcelona will be in full swing for many hours yet. I sleep.

OBSERVATION OF THE DAY:
My room in this 2* hotel is comfortable, central, aesthetically pleasing and affordable. Small but perfectly formed, it delivers on all counts - and definitely miles better value than most accommodation options in NZ. Recommended!

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