Capsis Hotel Thessaloniki

Address: 18 Monastiriou, Thessaloniki, Macedonia Region, 546 29, Greece | 4 star hotel
Searching for availability...
*Prices above are provided by partners for one room, double occupancy and do not include all taxes and fees. Please see our partners for full details.

How has this hotel rated in the past?

  What's this?
Discover trends in hotel experiences based on real traveler reviews and ratings. Mouse over circles to see what some travelers had to say.


This 4 star hotel, located on 18 Monastiriou, Thessaloniki, is near The Rotunda (Ayios Yioryos), Ataturk's Birthplace, The Greek Agora and Roman Forum, and Ayios Nikolaos Orfanos.
Map this hotel


View all amenities

Photos of Capsis Hotel Thessaloniki




          • Spa
          • Swimming pool
          • Restaurant
          • Bar/lounge
          • Fitness/Health center


          • Free High-Speed Internet
          • Wheelchair accessibility


          • Suites


          • Airport Transportation
          • Continental Breakfast
          • Room service
          • Business Services

          TravelPod Member ReviewsCapsis Hotel Thessaloniki

          Reviewed by traveldetails

          A very god hotel!

          Reviewed Apr 24, 2014
          by (3 reviews) Thessaloniki Region , Greece Flag of Greece

          A very good hotel. the location is grate, right next to the center of the city. The hotel is big, it has restaurant and cafe and the servises are excellent!

          This review is the subjective opinion of a TravelPod member and not of

          TripAdvisor Reviews Capsis Hotel Thessaloniki

          4.00 of 5 stars Excellent

          Travel Blogs from Thessaloniki

          The way to explore

          A travel blog entry by j3ster on Oct 29, 2015

          2 photos

          Thessaloniki is like a grid square blocks of shops, cafe, houses and buildings. I like it! It has something soothing and homely about it. There are plenty of people and it does have tourists but the day to day bustle of the locals masks that very well as they go about their business. I took the lets follow the crowd approach and found some amazing places. I was lead to markets, back street hidden local eateries, museums, banks ...

          Thessaloniki to Skopje - Where is Ahmad!!

          A travel blog entry by londone7 on Sep 24, 2015

          1 comment, 25 photos

          ... myself the peace of mind that I had ticket in hand, although that still did not guarantee anything as on my last trip to the Balkans I wasnt able to board a bus in Novi Pazar even though I had a seat reservation.

          I arrived at the bus station more than one hour early to ensure ...

          Day 20 -- The Train Ride

          A travel blog entry by alexandermcbird on Feb 23, 2015

          1 comment

          ... not unlike me to move if requested to without waking. Luckily I
          finally found myself in my original seat when I was awoken by the feeling of
          cardboard in my mouth. It was not cardboard but a Pringle placed on my tongue
          which as usual was slightly puffed out of my partly open mouth. It would seem
          that my party of travelers was more amused with my unique style of sleep than
          most. If you know me, or follow my mother’s Instagram account you will find

          Thessaloniki- a whirlwind stop

          A travel blog entry by on Oct 09, 2014

          9 photos

          ... found the White Tower and a pretty cool hangout zone. The people watching was great! There was definitely a younger crowd, but also some old fisherman and a random handful of tourists going out in booze cruises through the bay. It's obviously a place where people go to meet up with friends and have a walk. Then Cortney got proposed to! The smoothest street salesman in the world said she was the perfect woman, no offense to me he assured, and one day ...

          There were 6 in the bed and the little one said...

          A travel blog entry by chrispreece1 on Aug 01, 2011

          2 photos

          Misery is sitting in a queue of cars on a tarmac wasteland for hours, in blistering heat with no shade, no breeze and no idea when you are likely to move onto that invitingly dark boat deck yawning open in front of you. You watch the uniformed officials like a hawk for any sign of imminent embarkation. A wave of papers, an end to a conversation, a reaching for a whistle, a turn towards the dock; you interpret every move like a hunter, working out who is the main guy, who ...