Quentin England Hotel
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... here in Amsterdam, so we waited around 45 minutes before making it inside. We were not allowed photos in here, but we both thought the museum was a great insight into the family's situation and provided a heap of reading material which we attempted to get through. We walked through the famous passage behind the bookshelf and into the small annexe which housed the families in hiding. It was hard to believe how depressing it would have been, not being allowed to go ...
... to the hotel) I was disgusted. Not by the women who chose to sell their bodies to strangers to make a living, and not by all the drug use (although it did make me uncomfortable), but by the men. All these men of different races, nationalities, and ages, stopped to ogle at these women. They all looked the women over with such a predatory eye. And they licked their nasty lips with their drunk tongues. I felt naked. They weren't looking at me, but they may as well have been, and ...
... problems and sense testers. The fourth floor was quite dark, adding to the eeriness of the surroundings.
By the end of my visit to NEMO, I only had a little more time before I had to return to Centraal Station to leave for Brussels, so I chose to walk in the shopping area nearby Dam Square, in part because I had to get a gift for my ...
Woke up a bit earlier today..not by much though. Had breakfast at the apt and then off to the Red light district. Let's just say it was another one of mom's innapropriate moments. It is actually quite disturbing. Learned that there is a difference between a coffee shop and a cafe. Let's just say you don't go to the coffee shop for coffee! Kids wouldn't let me go near one for the rest of the day. Go figure. Walked a lot again today...first stop singel street ...
... headed into the heart of Amsterdam with our awesome Contiki Tour Manager, Hannah. She showed us around a bit then left us to explore the coffee shops and Red Light district. Its crazy, cool and surreal! The majority of the girls in the Red Light District are really pretty, the coffee shops are everywhere, its 4 euros for a pre-rolled joint and from 10 - 15 euros for a gram of weed with some very interesting names.
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Historical Traveler Reviews Quentin England Hotel Amsterdam
A disgrace. First room was in the basement, dirty, airless and unbearably hot. The alternative was up stairs so steep that getting a suitcase up was impossible. A very grubby place indeed.
Some weekend wow
Having read a few rather bad reviews of the hotel it was with trepidation we arrived ,To be greated by a happy smiling face who was delighted to see all guests.
The rooms although simple and a little on the small side were perfectly clean and well presented.
The upside of the hotel is that its only a few minutes walk from the centre of Damm square where all people should start the party from,and where all nightlife seems to congregate at some time.
The Dutch people or at least the people of Amsterdam are about the most friendly in the world with perhaps exception to the Canadians who are just perfect.
We all need to remember that staying in the capital city of any country is not cheap but we found and felt we had great value for money
Friendly and helpful, excellent service.
I have no complaints at all about the Quentin England Roemer Visscherstraat 30 Amsterdam.The review on Fodors describes just what i found.It is a 2 star hotel but was much more comfortable than lots of higher rated hotels i have stayed in. Nice bedclothes with plenty of pillows. No tea making facilities but cold beer and good hot coffee available 24 hours a day in reception made up for that.When my husband was taken ill ( nothing to do with the hotel !! ) the staff were very efficient, calling a doctor promptly and giving clear directions to the pharmacy.The rooms do vary a great deal in size and facilities but if you make it clear what you want when you book you should have no problems.i wouldn't hesitate to stay there again.
I had no problems here
I stayed in the quentin on the 15th feb and could not find any reason for complaint, I found the staff courteous and symathetic ( i lost my companion as soon as i stepped on a tram she found me 3 hours later sitting at reception) they lended a sympathetic ear and even phoned around other hotels for me and let me ring Ireland from their phone to get numbers. all in all they were lovely and the room was fine for 60e, this particular quentin was in the leidskade by the way because there are actually three of them in amsterdam,
Not all that bad really
Despite the very negative reviews here we stayed over New Years' Eve 2003-4 and really thought it was OK. We chose the hotel because it was cheap and seemed in a good location close to the museums. It's true that our room was very small, but not miniscule - we did have room to swing a cat (just). And it was clean and well kept, as was the en suite bathroom. Staff were helpfull too.
Ignore this review at your peril!
My boyfriend and I were forced to contend with a blocked shower drain that caused the bathroom to flood. The guy from reception attempted to help by plunging a toilet brush down it to move the blockage (YUCK) He agreed to move us to another room. On first appearances the room seemed a lot more comfortable. However, having thought we'd imagined squeaking sounds during the night, the next morning we awoke to find a mouse scrabbling around in the top of our bin. This also enabled us to identify what the black spots on our bathroom floor were.We managed to get the money we'd paid for the remaining two nights and left. The hotel is a farce.
I was a first time visitor to the Netherlands and stayed at your establishment in early October. Upon my arrival in Amsterdam on Monday, I discovered I needed additional days and and on Tuesday, through the British accented woman working the front desk in the mornings I thought I had finalized accommodations for a single room for three days. I did not examine the receipt she provided me for the three days, thinking it unnecessary. When I was told Thursday morning that I had to vacate the room, I produced the receipt the British receptionist had given. The man at the front desk who worked Thursday made faces, laughed under his breath and did not resolve the situation to my satisfaction. He said that the staff member had lied to me, that only a twin room was available. When I demanded to see the manager, he said he was unavailable. Not wanting to spend the night out on the street (I had difficulty checked other hotels that week); I complied and took the twin room. Saturday morning I was out of my room early, and the woman working the front desk was quite rude to me when I asked her to repeat the directions to the secure room. From the hallway the room looks like a water closet and not wanting to make a mistake I went back upstairs for repeated directions. When I told her what the room looked like from the outside, she indignantly said Whats a water closet? I kept my temper in check and said nothing. Several hours later I picked up my luggage and went to another hotel for the duration of my stay. If I want someone to deal with rude, and in one case deceitful, people, I now know where to recommend.
Don't stay there!!!
I booked this hotel cause it was one of the cheapest hotels i could find in Amsterdam, but even the low price they charge isn't worth the room you get, the room was clean and that was the only good thing i could say about this hotel, the stuff was extremly rude and unfriendly, the room was tiny with a littly crack coverd with glass they call a window...You better spend a few more euros and get a better hotel....
Do not stay at Hotel Quentin in Amsterdam! It is the biggest dump in the world and they stole our money!I booked a 2 night stay over the internet for Hotel Quentin which promised a very exclusive, "Rock-n-Roll" atmosphere. Nothing could be further from the truth when we arrived however. The only thing resembling "rock" is the dirt everywhere.When we arrived we found ourselves standing in a foul stenched room full of frustrated guests and one rude attendant. The lift was broken, our thimble-sized "delux double" was at the top of the building, only accessible by tiny winding stairs. Our luggage could not even fit in the stairwell.We felt disappointed, annoyed, unsafe, and ripped off. We asked for our reservation to be cancelled. They said they could only refund one of the two nights. I agreed that was fair and stayed at a much better hotel down the street. They assured me I would only be charged for one of the two nights. And I trusted them.After going thru 9 countries in 14 days we arrived back in Amsterdam to leave from Schipol. Everything besides Hotel Quentin had gone off without a hitch. Including an engagement proposal in Lisse and a surprise wedding in Prague.I realized that Hotel Quentin had mistakenly charged my card for three nights when I had stayed zero nights. I went back to the hotel to explain the mistake to the owner but he refused to resolve the problem. He was rude, unprofessional, unreasonable, and just made feel like I was mugged or violated.It was the worst and only bad experience I've ever had after traveling to Europe alomost every two years my whole life.Please do not let this happen to you. Do not let these criminals at Hotel Quentin steal your money at their dump of a hotel.
I spent 2 sleepless nights at this hotel. My room, at the top of 4 flights of stairs - the last of which was really steep. It was slightly larger than my cubicle at work and had NO WINDOWS. It only had a small skylight which I had to use a pole to open and close and which caused the first morning light (at 5:30) to shine directly onto my face. The walls were an ugly cream color with only one picture on one wall. The bathroom, although spotlessly clean (like all in Amsterdam) was so small that I was always in contact w/either the shower curtain or the fixtures, while showering. When I asked about switching rooms I was rudely told that they were sold out. No mention of what might be opening up the next night or an apology. The final straw was spotting the mousetrap in the breakfast room. I moved to another hotel.