Casa Xochimilco

Está ubicado en una calle cerrada y por lo tanto es muy tranquilo. Está muy bien ubicado, 5 minutos caminado hacia el exconvento de Santo Domingo, por ejemplo. No es un hotel lujoso, tampoco con una gran decoración pero está muy limpio y tranquilo, además es económico

Es un poco oscuro, la regadera no tiene sardinel y se corre el agua de la regadera hacia afuera, el piso de la habitación es resbaloso

My stay exceeded expectations. I speak absolutely no Spanish but felt very comfortable and the staff were super friendly. The room was clean and sheets were changed frequently. My bed was made and rubbish removed each day with fresh soap and toilet paper. It’s a short walk to Centro, I think if it were any closer it would be too noisy and I enjoyed the neighbourhood, with plenty of convenience stores, buses, and taxis were just around the corner. I would recommend this place to anyone!

I didn’t book enough nights!

Lovely, peaceful residential neighborhood with cobbled streets, art murals, and mountain views. It was about a 15-minute walk to the center. The staff were respectful and kind, anticipating our needs. It felt like we were staying with family but with the privacy of our suite. It was perfect for us, and we would definitely want to return here for our next Oaxacan adventure.

The mattress was not as new/comfortable as what one would expect in a luxury hotel. Also, opening windows and turning on a fan is needed to combat the July heat. Still, we managed to stay comfortable.

There was nothing I liked about the hotel. During the day, the hotel being situated just on the edge of town, was very quiet.

The following reflects my experience only. I am puzzled by the high rating of this place. I sometimes find that single travellers get dumped in any old room. This is certainly how it felt. The window was blocked by some staircase; natural light was virtually absent. The room was so small , it made me feel depressed especially given there was no natural light. One third of the space was taken up by a kitchenette which was so old it looked as if it were installed in the seventies or before. The pots and pans were old and so thoroughly used, you wouldn’t even pick them up in a second hand or charity shop. The sheets and bedding were so old that any pattern on the sheets had almost disappeared; they were so thin that I cannot see how they could possibly absorb the normal body heat and sweat of a sleeping person. Such sheets had no business on beds which people pay to sleep on. Even as rags, which these sheets were fit for, they would have a one-use shelf life. It felt unclean sleeping in the bed; I slept on top with jogging trousers. The front of the toilet bowl was so close to the wall that I was unable to stand up unless my legs sat astride the bowl. The shower head was immovable because some calcium compound had fixed it stiff. Last thing , and the only one of my complaints which the owner of the hotel is In no position to address , were the neighbours’ incessant barking dogs for half the night. I think in the end I fell asleep through exhaustion, think to myself « how can anyone sleep in this neighbourhood » mind boggling.