Hotel Da Porto

Ah, Hotel Da Porto, where the stars in the sky seem to have fallen a bit too hard on the establishment itself. Checking into a junior suite, one might expect the lap of luxury, but instead, I found myself starring in a low-budget mystery drama featuring a bathtub with its own collection of past guest memoirs etched in soap scum. The plot thickened with a mattress that ambitiously attempted to escape its sommier confines, proving that size does matter, but not in the way one hopes in a hotel room. The broken lock on the suite door was a thrilling twist, adding a sense of adventure and uncertainty that one rarely expects from a 4-star hotel. It's always exciting to wonder if you'll be sharing your room with unexpected guests or if your belongings will be part of a spontaneous giveaway. However, amidst the chaos, the staff shone like diamonds in the rough. Their amiability was the saving grace of this peculiar escapade. Despite a mix-up by our travel agency, they managed to find us a room, proving that not all heroes wear capes; some just wield room keys and apologies. In conclusion, Hotel Da Porto offers a memorable stay, but perhaps not for the reasons you'd expect. It's a blend of unintended comedy and sincere service that earns it a solid 2 out of 5 stars.