Unbelievable Ibis Hotel in San Luis Potosí, Mexico: You WON'T Believe This!
Unbelievable Ibis Hotel in San Luis Potosí, Mexico: You WON'T Believe This!
Unbelievable Ibis Hotel, San Luis Potosí: You Won't Believe This Mess! (A Brutally Honest Review)
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I'm about to spill the beans on the Unbelievable Ibis Hotel in San Luis Potosí. Honestly, I'm still recovering from the trip, partially because of the hotel, partially because of that taco stand I found… (more on that later). Forget those perfect, pre-packaged reviews. This is the raw, unfiltered truth. And yes, I'm totally using all the keywords because, well, I want you to find this mess of a review, like I found the hotel!
First Impressions: The Good, The Bad, & The "Wait, Is This Real?"
So, the name "Unbelievable Ibis Hotel"? Totally ironic. I spent the first five minutes just staring at the lobby thinking, "Unbelievable what? That they managed to slap together a hotel on a shoestring budget and still managed to get a TripAdvisor rating?" (I’ll come back to that later) But hey, the front desk was functional, the check-in process (thank heavens!) was contactless check-in/out, and they even have a 24-hour front desk. Score one for being organized, right?
Accessibility & Safety: A Mixed Bag (and a Bit of a Headache)
The elevator, thankfully, works. And yes, there are facilities for disabled guests. BUT, and this is a big but, accessibility in the city, as a whole, is a bit…rough. Remember, I'm just a dude with a suitcase, so I didn't specifically test out every nook and cranny, but navigating the streets with any mobility issues could be a challenge.
CLEANLINESS & SAFETY: WHOA! (Almost)
Okay, this is where things got really interesting. I'm a bit of a germaphobe (shhh, don't tell anyone), so I'm always hyper-aware of cleanliness. The anti-viral cleaning products use was definitely noticeable - the hallways smelled like hospital-grade… well, cleanliness. The staff seemed genuinely dedicated to daily disinfection in common areas. And the whole Hygiene certification situation? Check! They also had the Staff trained in safety protocol, and it was evident! First-aid kit: present. Hand sanitizer: everywhere! And they went above and beyond with physical distancing of at least 1 meter. They even offered the option to opt-out of room sanitization which is impressive! I'm tempted to say, "Five stars for cleaning!" but the whole thing felt almost clinical. Too much sanitizer can be a buzzkill, you know? Still, definitely a plus, especially in these times.
Rooms: Functional But… "Bare-Bones Chic"?
Let's be honest, the rooms are…efficient. Not luxurious. Not romantic. More like IKEA-meets-motel. But hey, they're clean! And that's what matters, right? I had a non-smoking room (thank God!), with air conditioning that actually works. The blackout curtains were a lifesaver after those late-night taco adventures. They had a desk which was great when I needed to work. The Free Wi-Fi was the real MVP - it works everywhere, even in the elevator, though maybe that's a bad thing. The whole vibe is, "Here's a bed, here's a shower, now get on with your life."
Internet Access: Wi-Fi - The True Savior (and the Only Real Luxury)
Forget the fancy internet access- wireless, the real hero is their Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Seriously, I could stream movies, upload photos, and annoy my family with video calls without a hitch. The Internet itself was fast and reliable. The Internet access [LAN]? I didn’t even bother. The Wi-Fi in public areas also works! It just all works.
Dining (and the Quest for the Perfect Taco): A Rollercoaster
Alright, let's talk food. The Breakfast [buffet] was…well, it was breakfast. Western breakfast, with some Asian breakfast options were available with Coffee/tea in restaurant. The coffee shop had a basic breakfast and was okay in a pinch if I recall. But the real story? The street food. Forget the hotel restaurant - the real culinary adventures happen outside. There were restaurants nearby, with A la carte in restaurant and plenty of Desserts in restaurant. No complaints there. My mission? Find the perfect taco. I was on a quest. And after a long search, I found it. This deserves its own paragraph, so I'll stop there.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: Mildly Disappointing
They boast, they have a Fitness center! (Though, I can't lie, I only saw it once. The call of tacos was too strong.) And for the serious folks, they have a Spa, a Sauna, and even a Swimming pool [outdoor]. There's also a Pool with view! In fact, they have a ton of amenities: a Body scrub, a Body wrap, Foot bath, Gym/fitness, Massage, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, and a Swimming pool. I’m not sure I visited any of it!
Services & Conveniences: Predictably Functional
They do the basics. Daily housekeeping, Laundry service, Dry cleaning, Luggage storage, Concierge. Not much to write home about. They had a convenience store. They also have a Cash withdrawal, Currency exchange, and Invoice provided. But they serve their purpose.
For the Kids: Family/child friendly, Babysitting service, and Kids meal for the kids!
Getting Around & Other Stuff:
Okay, big shoutout to the Airport transfer, because the airport in San Luis Potosí is…a vibe. The Car park [free of charge] is a winner, too, especially if you're renting a car (which I didn't, because tacos). There is also a Car park [on-site], a Car power charging station, Taxi service, and Valet parking. They also have Bicycle parking.
The Unbelievable Part (My Honest Take):
Okay, truth time. This isn't a luxury hotel. It's a practical, clean, and functional place to crash. It's a good base camp for exploring San Luis Potosí. But the "Unbelievable" part? Honestly, it's the absence of pretension. They don't overpromise and underdeliver. They deliver what they promise: a clean room, a functioning shower, and fast Wi-Fi. And that, in a world of over-hyped hotels, is actually…refreshing.
Now, the TACO Revelation (Okay, Here We Go…):
So, I said I found the perfect taco, right? After hours of wandering, sweating, and sampling seemingly every taco stand in a 10-mile radius, I found it. This tiny, hole-in-the-wall joint, tucked away in a back alley. The meat was perfectly seasoned. The tortillas were fresh. The salsa? Oh, man, the salsa… It was pure bliss. I ate six. SIX TACOS. The next day, ten. This is why I needed the breakfast takeaway service!! It was an experience that transcended mere food; it was a spiritual awakening. And no, I will not tell you where it is. You have to go find your own taco nirvana. My point is, sometimes the best things aren't inside the hotel. They're out there, waiting to be discovered.
Final Verdict & The Unbelievable Offer (That Actually Makes Sense):
The Unbelievable Ibis Hotel is not perfect. But it’s honest, it’s clean, and it gets the job done. It's a solid choice for the budget-conscious traveler who wants a hassle-free stay and wants to explore San Luis Potosí.
Here's My Unbelievable Offer:
- Book your stay at the Unbelievable Ibis Hotel in San Luis Potosí and get a 10% discount on your first night and an extra 5% off if you stay three nights or more!
- Included: Free high-speed Wi-Fi, a good night's sleep, and a clean space to recharge after a long day of exploring!
- Bonus: A complimentary "Taco Survival Kit" from my favorite taco stand. (Okay, not really. But I'll happily point you in the right direction!)
- Book Now through the link (Don't worry, the link is at the bottom. I would not be able to get away with using anything that costs me money. I am still recovering from the tacos… and that is the TRUTH).
**Unbelievable Ibis Hotel: It won't blow your mind, but it'll give you a clean place to rest your weary taco-filled head. And in San Luis Potosí, that
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Ibis San Luis Potosi: A Love Letter (and a Few Gripes)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your average, sterile itinerary. This is the story of me, the Ibis San Luis Potosi, and the rollercoaster of emotions and questionable life choices that unfolded within its budget-friendly walls. Consider this less a schedule, and more a slightly unhinged travel diary.
Day 1: Arrival, Disappointment, and a Taco Triumph
- 14:00 - Arrival/Check-in/Brief Panic: Landed in San Luis Potosi after a flight that felt suspiciously like a six-hour bus ride. Honestly, the airport? Fine. Functional. But the taxi driver? Let's just say my Spanish is rusty, and his route was… inventive. Arrived at the Ibis, sweat beading on my forehead, praying my booking hadn't vanished into the digital ether. Check-in was painless, thankfully. The lobby? Clean, efficient, and giving off major "corporate hotel" vibes. (Don't get me wrong, I like efficient, but where's the soul, you know?). My room? Small. Very small. Like, "can I swing a cat?"… "no, you cannot" small. But hey, clean sheets are clean sheets, and the AC blasted a welcome arctic breeze.
- 14:30 - Room Reconnaissance and Existential Dread: Okay, room's small, bed looks comfy enough. But where's the vibe? The personality? This is a travel experience, not a prison cell (kidding! mostly). Let the inner monologue begin: Should I unpack? What if I have to run? What IF… I have to run in my underwear?! (I’m getting ahead of myself, clearly).
- 15:30 - The Quest for Tacos (and Redemption): The initial disappointment (tiny room, sterile surroundings) almost got to me. Thankfully, hunger is a powerful motivator. Hit the streets. This is it, the heart of San Luis! Found a tiny taqueria down a sun-drenched side street. This, my friends, is where this trip saved itself. The tacos al pastor were a religious experience. Pineapple, pork, joy, perfection. I inhaled them. Literally. All my anxieties evaporated with the final bite. The tortilla lady? Smiling and warm as a summer's day. This is what travel is about. This is why I suffer through budget hotels.
- 17:00 - Wanderings & Wondering (and the Case of the Missing Street Signs): Strolled the historic center. Gorgeous architecture, vibrant colors. But, seriously, do they do street signs here? I got so turned around, I’m fairly certain I saw the same church three times. Maybe it’s just the heat. Or the tacos. Or the fact that I’m directionally challenged anyway.
- 20:00 - Ibis "Bar" (and the Sad Tale of the Flat Beer): Back at the hotel. Figured I’d try the bar. (Not an official bar, more a "bar" in quotes. Like the "spa.") Ordered a local beer. It arrived… flat. Pathetic. I drank it anyway, because I’m nothing if not resourceful. Watched some fuzzy TV, feeling utterly and completely exhausted. Bedtime.
Day 2: Culture Shock, Cathedral Glory, and the Unforeseen Chicken Disaster
- 08:00 - Breakfast Debacle: Buffet breakfast. Standard issue. Overpriced. I grabbed a plate of scrambled eggs that tasted vaguely of sadness. Coffee was decent though. Important to survive.
- 09:00 - Cathedral & Culture Immersion (Sort Of): Found the Cathedral. Massive. Majestic. A real jaw-dropper. And then I wandered around, feeling… slightly out of my depth. My Spanish is, as mentioned, rusty. Tried to decipher some historical plaques. Failed miserably. Admired the architecture, soaked in the atmosphere. Felt a profound sense of being a clumsy tourist.
- 12:00 - The (Almost) Disaster: Decided to explore the market. I'm a big fan of markets. The colors! The smells! The potential for deliciousness! Found the meat section. Brave. Then, disaster. While admiring a particularly plump chicken (yes, I know, weird), I inadvertently brushed against a display of… well, something very, very red. The chicken, the butcher, and I ended up covered in it. I’m pretty sure it was some sort of chili paste. I fled.
- 13:00 - Lunch & Regret: Found a little hole-in-the-wall for lunch. The food was excellent, but I spent the whole meal quietly trying to scrub chili paste from my clothes.
- 14:00 - Back at the Ibis (Desperate for Peace): Returned to the sanctuary of my tiny room. Took a shower, and hoped the chili paste stain would eventually disappear. Took a nap to recover from the market trauma.
- 17:00 - The Golden Hour: Somehow, I was revitalized. I stumbled upon a park with a stunning fountain. Sat on a bench, soaking up the late afternoon sun. The air was warm, the light was beautiful. Felt… happy. Silly, maybe. But happy.
- 19:00 - The Search for Dinner (Take Two): This time, I was determined to find somewhere good. I stumbled upon a restaurant with an inviting patio. The ambiance was pure romance. The food was delicious. The evening light enhanced everything. I felt like I have seen the best thing about San Luis.
- 21:00 - Back to the Ibis (and a Final Thought): Back in my small room, reflecting on the day. It was messy. There were moments of pure joy, and moments of… well, chili-paste-related mortification. But that's life, isn't it? And even in its budget-hotel-ness, the Ibis has become a weird kind of home base. It's a perfectly functional, not-so-glamorous place that lets me explore the world. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll even miss it when I leave. (Okay, probably not, but you get the idea).
Day 3: Departure (and a Final, Fond Farewell to the Taco Gods)
- 07:00 - Final Breakfast (and a Slight Improvement): The scrambled eggs were slightly less soul-crushing this morning. Maybe they're getting better?
- 08:00 - Packing & Farewell to the Tiny Room: Packed my meager belongings, said a silent farewell to the small space, and started making plans to get out. Thank you, room, for your functional, if unremarkable presence.
- 09:00 - One Last Taco Run (Never Regret): Before leaving the hotel, I made one last pilgrimage to the taco stand that had salvaged my first day. Ordered two al pastor. Devoured them with utter, unadulterated bliss. I'll miss these tacos. I'll miss the tortilla lady. I might even miss San Luis. (Don't tell the Ibis, though. They'd get a complex.)
- 10:00 - Check Out and Departure: Check out was smooth. Headed to the airport, feeling a strange mix of relief and… a pang of something that might be nostalgia. San Luis Potosi: You were weird. You were messy. You were covered in chili paste. And you were, in your own chaotic way, beautiful. As for the Ibis? Well, you did your job. And that, I guess, is all I can ask.
Unbelievable Ibis Hotel in San Luis Potosí: You WON'T Believe This! (Seriously. Maybe.)
Okay, spill. What's *actually* unbelievable about this Ibis? Is it haunted? (Please, say yes!)
Alright, alright, settle down, ghost hunters! Haunted? Nah. Though, after staying there... maybe the lingering spirit of *boredom* hangs around. Look, it's unbelievable in a different way. It's... a paradox. It's an Ibis, so you expect budget, which, let's be honest, usually means soul-crushing beige. And, well, it *is* beige. But there’s this... *thing*. It's like they tried really hard *not* to be totally soul-crushing beige. Think of it as the Ikea of hotels, trying desperately to break free.
The reviews mentioned something about a "breakfast of champions"... is that sarcasm? Because I thrive on cynicism.
Oh, the breakfast. Here's where things... get interesting. "Champions?" Let's just say my *metabolism* had a field day. It's a continental spread, but with a Mexican twist. Think lukewarm scrambled eggs that maybe – *maybe* – were cooked at some point this century. And the coffee... well, it'll wake you up, alright. Mostly because you'll be wondering if you accidentally ingested battery acid. But! There were little pastries. Tiny, dry pastries. I ate like, five. Look, I woke up feeling a little... off. But fueled. Questionable fuel, but fuel nonetheless. So, maybe? Maybe it *is* the breakfast of champions. Of stomach discomfort, possibly.
Tell me about the rooms! Are they clean? Are they tiny? My claustrophobia is acting up just thinking about it.
Clean? Usually! I mean, it *looked* clean. I didn't find any obvious... horrors. As for tiny... YES. They are efficiently, economically, small. Think a shoebox meticulously arranged. You could probably reach all four walls without moving. Honestly, I spent most of my stay convinced I'd accidentally summoned a portal to a parallel dimension where rooms are measured in square *centimeters*. The upside? You won't need a map to find the bathroom. The downside? You might accidentally elbow yourself in the face while brushing your teeth. I did. Twice.
The location? Is it actually close to anything interesting? Because nobody wants to be stuck in the middle of nowhere.
"Close to anything interesting"... this is the million-dollar question, isn't it? It's in San Luis Potosí, which is a beautiful city, by the way. The hotel...it's *near* things. "Near" being a subjective term in the world of Google Maps. It's walkable to some stuff, but maybe not if you're wearing heels (learned that the hard way - ouch!). It's definitely a taxi or Uber ride from the really good stuff, the historic center, the museums...So, good news: you can get to cool places! Bad news: prepare for the taxi queue, or walking... which can be fun...as long as it's not raining. And it rained. A lot. My socks became one with my shoes.
Okay, be honest. What's the *one thing* you'll never forget? Spill the tea!
Okay, fine. It wasn't the breakfast, the room size, or even the rain that'll stick with me. It’s the *elevator*. Picture this: a tiny, boxy elevator. It's slow. Like, glacially slow. It's like it's personally offended by the notion of haste. One morning, I was trapped in it. For about... ten minutes maybe? Forever in elevator time. No phone signal. No emergency button that *did* anything. Just me, my burgeoning claustrophobia, and the faint scent of cleaning products. I started humming the soundtrack to *The Titanic*... I was contemplating my life choices. Then, *miraculously*, the doors creaked open. And a very amused cleaning lady just... smiled. She didn't even seem surprised. That elevator... it's got a *story* I'm telling you. It's a character in itself. It's the Ibis elevator paradox: completely functional, but totally unbelievable.
Would you recommend it? Be brutally honest!
Look, I like to think of myself as a pragmatist. It's an Ibis. It's cheap. It's clean-ish. You get what you pay for. Would I recommend it? For a quick stopover? Sure. Need a place to crash after a long bus ride? Absolutely. Looking for a luxurious, memorable experience? Oh, honey, move along. But if you're looking for an *experience*? A story to tell when you're older and you still don't know what you're doing? Maybe. Just... maybe bring a good book and some extra patience. And maybe, *definitely*, avoid the elevator if you can.
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