Hotel du Louvre

Address: 4, place Philibert Tsiranana, Antananarivo, 101, Madagascar | 3 star hotel
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This 3 star hotel is located on 4, place Philibert Tsiranana, Antananarivo.
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      TravelPod Member ReviewsHotel du Louvre Antananarivo

      Reviewed by wareameye

      Connected to the world again!

      Reviewed Sep 19, 2012
      by (28 reviews) Chicago , United States Flag of United States

      We are thrilled to be back in civilization and connected once more to the internet! After all, there is a pitched battle for the US Presidency being waged far, far away, and we have a lot of catching up to do! The hotel is very functional, and we marvel at how inexpensive the drinks are at the bar, and the food at the restaurant. As mentioned in my blog post, the usual problems sorting out the bill for a group at the restaurant were endured, but nothing that would make me give this property a bad review. Really great place to stay in Tana!

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      TripAdvisor Reviews Hotel du Louvre Antananarivo

      4.00 of 5 stars Excellent

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