I wanted to love this hotel. In the beginning I did, and I forgave the odd quirks in customer service.
The grounds are utterly surreal, almost in a Stanley Kubrick way. It's not jut a hotel, but a compound made up of lots of buildings whose functions remained (at least to me) somewhat mysterious. There's a prison, a museum, homages to Jean Genet and Eleanor of Aquitaine -- who passed through these halls. There are underground tunnels and gigantic empty rectories. There are lots of buildings--the grounds are pretty vast--and nothing is terribly curated, so you're kind of on your own.
To enter the front gate you need a code--so if you're checking in: GOOD LUCK. I got in by accident--a woman with a golf cart happened to be passting the front gate and opened it (it nearly shut on my car as I was passing through). I was then told that the hotel was 200 meters away ("over there" she said, and then pointed vaguely) and that if I had baggage she would need to get it later and then she sped off. There is no real signage pointing you to where the hotel is--so I peeked in a few buildings and kept walking until I found it. There is only a single person at the front desk who is extremely harried and charged with answering all the phones, making restaurant reservations, checking in guests, attending to the needs of the guests (for fans--there's no air conditioning, problems with the electronic keys, questions about how to get in, or where to eat, or how to work the weirdly difficult to access internet, etc), and ferrying luggage in her go cart. She got so overwhelmed checking me in that eventually she just sent me to my room and told me to "come back down later" because she was too busy with too many other things to help me.
When I entered my room with the electronic key the front of the lock fell off. Then I just sat around waiting for a while, as she asked me to do. I couldn't change clothes because I didn't have my luggage and it's a long hike from the parking lot. Eventually I got my baggage and was told that I could have an ipad if I wanted--but she never explained that you could order room service from the ipad (though I wasn't really sure if this was even accurate--was there really room service?) and make hotel requests (there are no phones in the rooms) . I only found out about the hidden functions of the ipad because I couldn't work the internet from my computer and eventually relented and asked if I could use it (which led to a whole other drama with the lost ipad that she insisted I'd taken to my room, which I hadn't, until eventualy she found it sitting on the desk). When I asked the woman at the front desk if she could get me ice she snapped at me that she would get me the ice but "not right now--I'm very busy with other things!"
When I tried to make a reservation for dinner I was told they were closed. The bar was closed too. The brasserie isn't really a brasserie I learned, even though the sign said they served Roman food. Nope!
There's another small café that was closing -- and was supposedly opening the following morning at 10 am but -- nope! When I askes the woman at the café if there was a place to get coffee on the premises prior to 10am she said no, and that I had to go into town. But then I discovered that --lo--there **is** breakfast served, but no one tells you about it, and no one woud have even the remotest inkling where it was held, as there are no signs and it's at the back of a long corridor and hidden. There is some other restaurant called iBar, but I'm not sure if it is ever open, or functioning, though they do have a menu. I made a reservation for one of the restaurants in town on my first night, but couldn't figure out how to leave the grounds. The code to open the gate wasn't working. I had to have the woman drive me back with the go cart to explain it to me.
Some of the people working here seem to know it is sorely mismanaged and understaffed. They all seem frustrated and agree with me when I tell them--because I did, a couple of times-- how confusing and unpleasant and oppressive it is to be a guest in this beautiful and unique hotel. I feel badly for them. Even the woman at the front desk who scremaed at me about the ice was a nice person who was clearly overwhelmed. But at the same time, is this my problem? I'm not visitng gratis--I'm a paying guest of the hotel. I came here for a retreat and was EXTREMELY STRESSED OUT for the entire two days of my stay. read more