Artist Hotel - Bna Studio Akihabara

This place is so cool! Perfect place for fun and friends!

AKiHABARA is not what it used to be,It smells and everything look very out of date and lots of very cute young girls trying to attract older men. The hotel rooms are very nice and staffs are pleasant

Fabulous Stay in Stylish Apartment Loved our stay at BnA Studio. Just a small hotel, in a quiet residential area but only a couple of minutes from the action of Akihabara and not far from Ueno. Our room was great, really stylish, very spacious with everything you might need. Was very helpful to have a washer/dryer and the kitchen was well equipped. The only thing missing for us was an iron. Staff were friendly and we would definitely stay there again.

The room was certainly not the average motel room. It was called the "athletic" room with good reason. It was incredibly challenging for an older couple and was more suited to young people with gymnastic backgrounds. You had to wriggle your way on and off the main bed like a caterpillar using pipes and the edge of stairs to help drag yourself to the head of the bed. The person on the other side had to curl up into a ball in order to put their feet through a metre gap to squeeze out of the bed or to get back in. During all of these manoeuvres, you had to take care not to hit your head on the base of the bed situated above you at a right angles. The room itself had metal pipes standing everywhere plus lamps and other paraphernalia in peculiar places and electrical cords running all over the place so it was like an obstacle course. On one wall was glassed in shelving called the Junk Kiosk and the shelves certainly held a heap of unrelated objects probably rescued from a forlorn end. On the plus side, the separate bathroom was great with modern facilities. The room was spotless which was a credit to the cleaner. How she managed to make up those beds every day was little short of a miracle. I felt for her as i would have found the task impossible given the number of fixed impediments around the bed. I kept imagining how it would be to have to rely on that job to earn a living and thought I'd be standing at the edge of the highest balcony willing myself to jump.