The premium room sounded beautiful when described by the reservationist. However, the reality was disappointing. The room was on the ground floor facing the parking lot, reminiscent of a budget hotel. It did include a single-serve Nespresso machine, which was a nice touch, but the Prince of Wales, another Vintage-branded hotel, also provided a tea pot for making hot water in addition to the Nespresso.
The pool, hot tub, and workout area were well-maintained and clean. The area outside the pool was a pleasant place to relax when using the facilities, but not ideal for those dressed for a day out. Most of the day, carts, open cases of water, and debris littered the hallways, with cleanup being a work in progress until late afternoon.
The front desk personnel were well-dressed and appeared professional, but they came across as disingenuous and preoccupied, with a “business as usual” demeanor. The worst experience was when a member of my party went to the pool, then stepped outside to read by the waterfall area, only to find herself locked out. After five calls to the front desk, each ending with the front desk hanging up, they finally called the General Manager, who dispatched a custodian to unlock the door. The custodian was very apologetic. I understand that the door being inadvertently locked was a mistake, but hanging up on someone five times is not a mistake; it is arrogance.
There are many nice hotels, inns, and B&Bs in the area. I recommend seeking out other options and doing your due diligence. Nothing to see here.
I also stayed at another Vintage-branded hotel just three blocks away on Picton Street. The Prince of Wales was much better. Although older, it has more charm, the staff is exceptionally friendly and accommodating, and the location is ideal for those who enjoy being in the heart of the action, just steps from restaurants, pubs, shopping, and more.