Find 2-Star Hotels in Murmansk

The hotel's location is a bit out of the way, right under a huge, tall chimney that's constantly belching white smoke—it must be a power plant. Opening the window immediately revealed a strong smell of gasoline exhaust or burning soot. When I booked, they probably only had the twin room left. The bed felt too narrow for a European build; I almost fell off several times in the middle of the night. It was freezing outside, but the room was warm thanks to wall-mounted heaters. The room was also very clean. The overall interior had a distinctly Scandinavian feel—simple and bright. The front desk staff changed daily, all handsome men and beautiful women 😁😁😁 and very friendly. Some didn't speak English well, but they helped me find addresses of popular restaurants and gave me directions, using translation apps to communicate. They were available 24 hours a day. The breakfast was different every day, but the all-Western style might not be very appealing to Chinese people. One look is enough to make you feel full 😁😁 But their main customers are probably over 99% locals, so it's hard to say anything. The hotel is quite nice; it would be a good choice for those who like or enjoy the Nordic style. However, personally, I think next time we might choose a chain or standardized hotel, which would better suit our preferences.

The best hostel experience ever; the front desk staff were incredibly friendly and didn't have the arrogance often associated with Muscovites.

The hotel is OK, there is a kitchen for cooking, that is, the bathroom and shower are a bit less. Need lightning protection to live in the Youth Hostel as aurora hunters and Jeli day trips to China self-driving driver C, where he lives is waiting for the Chinese business, do not use his car, do not use his car, do not use his car, we are pitted by him very miserable, Don't believe the Chinese involved in money when you go out, beware of being deceived.

The rooms are on the first floor, exactly the same as the photos, a small square hall and a small balcony, the heating is particularly hot, the hot water is sufficient and hot, the breakfast buffet, there is a microwave heating, and the garbage is thrown away. The plate is put in the kitchen sink! We arrived at two o'clock in the morning, Miss Sister has been at the front desk, Miss Sister is particularly patient and enthusiastic, helping us solve the problem! The hotel door is very small, the location is on the small slope, and the driver will see the address when taking a taxi! If you walk, there are short steps to the street! There is a store and shopping mall next to it! The only downside of the hotel is that it is a little distance from the city center and about 6 kilometers to the center! But there are buses nearby and taxis are not expensive! The advantage is that our night aurora travel itinerary, return is the first to arrive!

If you check out early in the morning and need a proof of accommodation, it's best to ask the staff at check-in if you can get it earlier. The front desk staff sleeps late and gets up late, so you might not be able to find anyone. There's a kitchen in the common area where you can cook your own meals, which is very convenient. Overall, the cleanliness is good.

Located near the city center of Moore train station, close to the Meridian Hotel. Excellent location, within walking distance of the Lenin nuclear-powered icebreaker and other parts of the city. The front desk proactively prepared a proof of stay, which was readily provided upon departure. The elderly lady at the front desk was very kind. The hotel has good heating. There are residential areas nearby, and you can see many people walking their children and dogs. The bathroom is okay, but there's a slight odor if you don't remember to turn off the exhaust fan, but it's a minor issue. There are also several dessert shops nearby. Good location, clean and nice rooms, and delicious breakfast.

The platinum lights of the yacht have pierced the twilight when the blue Marmara sea is soaked. The moment of boarding, the salty sea breeze mixed with the sweetness of the champagne bubble, rolled the fragrance of the white grapes on the deck, the white grapes hanging next to the ice bucket, the peel wrapped in fine ice crystals, like just picked from the star. The yacht was wider than expected, the teak deck was warmer, the bar stood behind rows of bottles, and the amber whiskey swung in the light. The waiter shuttled on a silver plate, the grilled lobster tails were covered with lemon slices, and the oily duck's oily fragrance spread across the cabin. Find a window seat, just bite a white grape, sweet and sour juice in the tongue in the moment of bursting, the violin sound will overflow. The piano teacher pulled the ”love praise” in the corner, the gentleness of the bow strings rubbing, just in time to close with the rhythm of the waves beating the hull. The couple in the next seat touched a cup, the crystal cup collided with the crisp sound, and the sound of the piano fell into the water. Suddenly a drum burst open, the woman in the red dance skirt swirled to the center, the hips swinging violently with the darbuka drum, the silver jingle, the skirt swung out of the fire-like arc. People who were still immersed in the violins were clapping their hands and shouting, and even the waiter could not help shaking his shoulders. The belly dance frenzy had not yet faded, and the waiter had brought dessert. When the chocolate lava cake was cut, the heart was like a thick night, and the refreshing white grapes were swallowed up, like a summer night. Turning your head outside the window, the lights on both sides of the bank have become a flowing river. I can't tell whether it is the minarets of Istanbul or the villages on the Asian shore. I remember that countless lights were soaked in the water and were rubbed into broken gold by the ripple waves. The boat passed, the tail shattered a starfish light, and was slowly smoothed by the waves. I couldn't remember how much wine I had drunk. When I left, the piano master changed his tune, and the belly dancers laughed and the sea breeze was entangled. Half a bunch of white grapes were still in his hand, and the cold peel was on the palm. Looking back, the yacht's lights shrunk a little behind, like stars left on the sea, and the lights on both sides of the Straits are still continuous, obviously extinguished, like who has just the violin sound, drums and laughter, all stringed into a string of lights, hanging in the sky. Some nights do not need to be remembered. Just like the waves of the Marmara Sea, the Badger is responsible for shaking all the good into a halo, leaving the sweetness of white grapes on the tip of the tongue, and the unfinished piano sound in the ear.

A perfectly decent hotel for a small trip. Excellent location, a pedestrian center. Near Terrace and Cafe restaurant white rabbit with delicious northern menus, grocery stores are also nearby. The number fund is not new, but everything is clean and convenient.