The beautiful building. The location. Well, harvest is not the site more beautiful in the world, but it's worth. The pool. In summer, a marvel, and visit the walls, very cool.
But. The reception staff is not the most pleasant of the world. I don't want red carpet, and adulation. Only a correct and kind treatment. And the friendliness was not excessive, and the feeling that were doing you a favor taking you there, was remarkable.
More but. The spacious room. Bath, 19th century, updated. Furniture, scarce, gave a soulless look to the room, the bed, not just small, but if in relation to the room, it was not not especially comfortable.
The big but. The only night we spent there (the town was for more, or feel like left us after that), returned from dinner late, about 1 in the morning. As we opened the door we find an unexpected visit, one is in the room. A cockroach. It was exterminated and expelled from the room, and we call on welcome to comment on the issue, because we seemed unlikely in an establishment of the category which is a Parador, a cockroach appeared. The response? "Well, and? ". With a creepy naturalness told us that good, that it was an old building and that it could happen. That as much we changed room within the same plant, but we will, it was not so.
If you can pass, cockroaches are not guests desired anywhere. Not in my house, on the beach, with all infested with them. And they are not. Neither at home nor grandmother, completed in 1472. And they are not. But you see that in the Parador de Zafra. It is normal.
Conclusion: That House is what it was, or I'll go back to the harvest. A simple apology, a minimum sign of alarm, it would have been enough. Move us to a room more away from street level, grateful. More courtesies, kindly declined.
But. The reception staff is not the most pleasant of the world. I don't want red carpet, and adulation. Only a correct and kind treatment. And the friendliness was not excessive, and the feeling that were doing you a favor taking you there, was remarkable.
More but. The spacious room. Bath, 19th century, updated. Furniture, scarce, gave a soulless look to the room, the bed, not just small, but if in relation to the room, it was not not especially comfortable.
The big but. The only night we spent there (the town was for more, or feel like left us after that), returned from dinner late, about 1 in the morning. As we opened the door we find an unexpected visit, one is in the room. A cockroach. It was exterminated and expelled from the room, and we call on welcome to comment on the issue, because we seemed unlikely in an establishment of the category which is a Parador, a cockroach appeared. The response? "Well, and? ". With a creepy naturalness told us that good, that it was an old building and that it could happen. That as much we changed room within the same plant, but we will, it was not so.
If you can pass, cockroaches are not guests desired anywhere. Not in my house, on the beach, with all infested with them. And they are not. Neither at home nor grandmother, completed in 1472. And they are not. But you see that in the Parador de Zafra. It is normal.
Conclusion: That House is what it was, or I'll go back to the harvest. A simple apology, a minimum sign of alarm, it would have been enough. Move us to a room more away from street level, grateful. More courtesies, kindly declined.