I was checked into a different hotel under the guise of an apartment upgrade. They put me in a hotel next to the Miami Beach Hotel.
The apartment was terrible. There's construction nearby, the fridge hums, the furniture looks like it was bought from a clearance sale or brought from the owner's old place after they bought new stuff, and there were small insects like ants and spiders.
The nearby construction starts promptly at 7 AM. From 8 PM to 9 PM, there's live music that's clearly audible.
They raised the price to $26 due to high demand. It's not worth the money.
Downstairs, you're greeted by scooters parked right in front of the entrance, forcing you to squeeze past them. There's also the smell of trash bins. And you have to walk through a gym to get to the elevator.
Do I recommend it? No. Complete apathy when you wake up. Maybe if you just want to sleep and spend the whole day at the beach, then go ahead. Joy comes when I leave the hotel. Joy disappears as soon as I approach the garbage dump at the entrance.
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