A very curious place. A characteristic feature of Brest is automatic doors. As if teleported in the early 90s, in a good way - still fresh renovation in the spirit of the transitional era, red carpets on the floors, parquet, it seems even those years, but whole, lacquered, lush upholstered furniture, characteristic cabinets, wall, multi-level ceilings, not heavy. Elevators are not otis yet. The cooler on the floor stood on the car mat))
We had a suite with two bathrooms, in both (!) a hygienic shower, only soap and shampoo from hygienic products. There was no shoe spoon. TV with hundreds of cable channels.
Quiet, good.
The only negative is breakfast. The girl is a waiter, she did not find the change and suggested that we solve this problem ourselves. Well, besides, she demanded the calculation right away, arguing that they had cases when someone had lunch and left without paying. I.e., the label of scoundrels immediately prevented us. While my wife was trying to solve the issue of payment, I tried to look into the marmite to see what they were feeding and I was shocked. They didn't try to have breakfast anymore. The sediment remained.