NewsBruin
Aug 13, 09, 1:57 am
I stayed here on the return night of my honeymoon this July, using a Free Night from the earlier promotion. Per the staff, the building itself is a historical hotel that's had different ownership since the 1920's. It's located across the street from the Fox Theater, and is a block uphill from a MARTA subway stop.
The lobby is open with a small restaurant on the other side from the desk. It's a good-looking, comfy setup. There is a converted exercise room on the second floor that contains a stairstepper, treadmill, and eliptical machine. There is Wi-Fi in the lobby and wired Ethernet in the rooms.
We booked a deluxe room on the top floor. It is really small, and if the fire escape diagram is to scale, all the rooms on the floor are the same size. The bathroom vanity had to be sawed to fit in the one-person bathroom. If the tiles in the doorway were 1x1 foot squares, I would estimate the entire room was less than 300 square feet. The king bed took up half of the wallspace in the living area. My wife assumes the floorplan was laid out before guest rooms had individual bathrooms, and the design is to compensate. There is little sound insulation.
My wife likes the hotel's design/interior/color scheme. It seems kinda hokey and overwrought to me. Every haiku had to have "A HAIKU for YOU" put on top of it, because it's assumed otherwise I would not be able to recognize a haiku. It just tries so hard to be botique-y; there's little subtlety.
Room decor: The "hardwood" floors were some kind of floor-size sticker. The mural was a wall-sized graphic, but that's what I expected from pictures. The headboard and TV cabinet were wood with "fading paint" painted on top of the paint. The bed was large and comfy though.
My wife asked me what I thought of the decoration, and my instinctive answer was, "I feel one stuffed animal away from Chris Hansen coming out to ask me what I'm doing here."
Our Platinum reward was our choice from a plastic tub of Little Debbies and sandwich crackers, kept behind the desk. My wife and I each got our own oatmeal cream cookie sandwich. I'm not kidding. If anyone's gotten a different reward, I'll defer to their experience.
I was a bit soured at the arrival, and it's not all the hotel's fault. At the intersection across the street from the hotel, my wife was harassed by an incoherent unkempt gentleman smelling of liquor and urine (be aware it's a factor in that area). I was lugging 2 wheeled suitcases, a large duffel bag, a garment bag, and a backpack uphill, coming off the MARTA subway in a 90-plus degree afternoon. There was no visible ramp to the front door (there is one from the side, but I didn't see it until later). The clerk saw me coming up the steps and struggling to open the one-person-wide door, yet kept his distance through the entire check-in, as though sweat might be contagious and lethal.
After we got our keycards, he pointed us to the elevator, and that was it from him. I didn't know until I got up to our room that the hotel offered bellhop service (or even a luggage cart), and I wish the clerk would have mentioned either to us. I don't usually take bellhop service, but I was visibly sweaty and drained and comically overloaded.
PRAISE My wife and I had breakfast in the hotel restaurant, which was decorated well. The waitress/cashier was friendly, and the food was tasty and attractive. Any menu item can be delivered as room service, and I wish I had taken advantage of it the previous night.
Overall, it was a good enough room for a Free Night/Reward Night and convenient to MARTA and Midtown. I felt tense, but reasonably safe, in the neighborhood. The prices are competitive with the area (just under $200), but the rooms are small for the price, and I just didn't fit the Indigo vibe. Beds are very comfy. I was turned off by the arms-length treatment at check-in, although the early-morning clerk and restaurant staff were much better to us.
We're staying in Midtown Atlanta in October, and I have booked simultaneous reward reservations for the Indigo and the nearby Hilton Garden Inn. I'm hoping to death my wife will let me cancel the Indigo res.
The lobby is open with a small restaurant on the other side from the desk. It's a good-looking, comfy setup. There is a converted exercise room on the second floor that contains a stairstepper, treadmill, and eliptical machine. There is Wi-Fi in the lobby and wired Ethernet in the rooms.
We booked a deluxe room on the top floor. It is really small, and if the fire escape diagram is to scale, all the rooms on the floor are the same size. The bathroom vanity had to be sawed to fit in the one-person bathroom. If the tiles in the doorway were 1x1 foot squares, I would estimate the entire room was less than 300 square feet. The king bed took up half of the wallspace in the living area. My wife assumes the floorplan was laid out before guest rooms had individual bathrooms, and the design is to compensate. There is little sound insulation.
My wife likes the hotel's design/interior/color scheme. It seems kinda hokey and overwrought to me. Every haiku had to have "A HAIKU for YOU" put on top of it, because it's assumed otherwise I would not be able to recognize a haiku. It just tries so hard to be botique-y; there's little subtlety.
Room decor: The "hardwood" floors were some kind of floor-size sticker. The mural was a wall-sized graphic, but that's what I expected from pictures. The headboard and TV cabinet were wood with "fading paint" painted on top of the paint. The bed was large and comfy though.
My wife asked me what I thought of the decoration, and my instinctive answer was, "I feel one stuffed animal away from Chris Hansen coming out to ask me what I'm doing here."
Our Platinum reward was our choice from a plastic tub of Little Debbies and sandwich crackers, kept behind the desk. My wife and I each got our own oatmeal cream cookie sandwich. I'm not kidding. If anyone's gotten a different reward, I'll defer to their experience.
I was a bit soured at the arrival, and it's not all the hotel's fault. At the intersection across the street from the hotel, my wife was harassed by an incoherent unkempt gentleman smelling of liquor and urine (be aware it's a factor in that area). I was lugging 2 wheeled suitcases, a large duffel bag, a garment bag, and a backpack uphill, coming off the MARTA subway in a 90-plus degree afternoon. There was no visible ramp to the front door (there is one from the side, but I didn't see it until later). The clerk saw me coming up the steps and struggling to open the one-person-wide door, yet kept his distance through the entire check-in, as though sweat might be contagious and lethal.
After we got our keycards, he pointed us to the elevator, and that was it from him. I didn't know until I got up to our room that the hotel offered bellhop service (or even a luggage cart), and I wish the clerk would have mentioned either to us. I don't usually take bellhop service, but I was visibly sweaty and drained and comically overloaded.
PRAISE My wife and I had breakfast in the hotel restaurant, which was decorated well. The waitress/cashier was friendly, and the food was tasty and attractive. Any menu item can be delivered as room service, and I wish I had taken advantage of it the previous night.
Overall, it was a good enough room for a Free Night/Reward Night and convenient to MARTA and Midtown. I felt tense, but reasonably safe, in the neighborhood. The prices are competitive with the area (just under $200), but the rooms are small for the price, and I just didn't fit the Indigo vibe. Beds are very comfy. I was turned off by the arms-length treatment at check-in, although the early-morning clerk and restaurant staff were much better to us.
We're staying in Midtown Atlanta in October, and I have booked simultaneous reward reservations for the Indigo and the nearby Hilton Garden Inn. I'm hoping to death my wife will let me cancel the Indigo res.