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 (45 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!

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

    TripAdvisor Reviews Hotel du Louvre Antananarivo

    4.00 of 5 stars Excellent
     

    Travel Blogs from Antananarivo

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    A travel blog entry by irwinpirates on Apr 30, 2015

    2 comments, 7 photos

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    A travel blog entry by irwinpirates on Apr 29, 2015

    1 comment, 5 photos

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    My first moment to write anything

    A travel blog entry by maxinegordon on Oct 03, 2014

    9 comments, 13 photos

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    A travel blog entry by joelmeeker on Jul 29, 2014

    3 comments, 7 photos

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    Overwelmed

    A travel blog entry by resiststatusquo on May 05, 2013

    ... my passport and entry card and put in in a pile and waved me through. After he inspected it, another 3 men had to sign off and stamp it.

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