SkyPort Hotel Reviews

The hotel is very convenient because you can see the building with "HOTEL" written on it as soon as you exit Novosibirsk Airport. It is only about 800 meters away if you walk straight. However, the elevator is very small, so it is very crowded for two people with two suitcases. The bed is the size of a single bed, and the room is also very small. It is difficult to open a 26-inch suitcase and it cannot fit.

The room is clean and comfortable, the swimming pool, gym and beauty room are fully equipped, the breakfast is delicious, the front desk is enthusiastic and proficient in English and Russian, very comfortable, and there are delicious cocktails, the bartender is very professional

The room is OK and very close to the airport. Western food, good service, moderate price. The menu is in Russian with pictures, so you have to understand it. It's best to use translation software to understand it. The meat skewers are cheap.

For one night, waiting for departure, that's what you need. I ordered the recommended dish at the restaurant and it turned out to be really tasty.

Very satisfied, very comfortable, good price

Very close to the airport, just a few minutes walk, very convenient! The room is also nice!

Better environment and considerate service

Everything is very good and comfortable

Everything is fine. Convenient, close to the airport

Overall not bad

Next to the airport

Convenient transportation, suitable for catching a plane.

The only issue which I had is that I can here everything what was going on in other rooms behind the wall. Walls are paper thin. Overall I am very pleased with the hotel stay.

I promised to keep the traveler's notes - I'm keeping them. .. My wonderful plan to comfortably spend yesterday evening at the SkyPort hotel at the Novosibirsk airport was greatly adjusted. I was not allowed into the room I had paid for in advance (as well as all other travelers thirsting for peace and pampering) for two hours. Something happened with the program that blocked all the electronic keys. The girls at the reception, seeing my burning desire to check in as quickly as possible, figured out how to help. Go, they say, to the sixth floor, the maid will meet you there, her key works - so she will check you in! True, even if you can leave the room, you won’t be able to come back. I weighed all the pros and cons and firmly wanted to go to the rooms. ...On the sixth floor, of course, there was no maid. Only a lonely vacuum cleaner decorated the deserted corridor. In order not to drag my suitcase back and forth, I called the reception. Twice. Both are in vain. Nobody answered my calls. We had to take our luggage (in principle, we need to get used to each other - we will be moving together for the next three weeks) and go downstairs. Everything was explained to me there. “Well, that’s right,” they say, “that you didn’t find the maid. What’s the point! It turns out that her key doesn’t work either! You’d better go to our restaurant and have dinner.” Nothing to do, let's go. Here and there sat victims of a vile program that blocked doors and dreams of relaxation. A lady who had had too much Narzan distracted her from her sad thoughts. At first she loudly demanded beer, and then soloed with a pathetic monologue entitled “Novosibirsk is a rare village!” The emotional speech was interrupted by police officers called by upset staff. They, one might say, stepped on the throat of the song and cut short the creative flight of an exhausted woman. Those around him had to switch to food. Hmm... What can I tell you about the restaurant at the SkyPort Hotel? I won’t please gourmets with anything. The rest, however, too. If you want to eat expensive and tasteless, come here. ...A couple of hours later a miracle happened. The system started working, and I went in the second circle to the sixth floor. Door opened! Happiness seemed to be so close! I inserted the card into a special hole to flood the dark room with bright electric light. There was no light. Luckily for me, a maid appeared at the end of the corridor. I begged for help. The woman frowned with displeasure and strongly recommended that I “better insert the card. All the way!” I replied that I had already performed this simple procedure about eight times, but it had not led to the desired result! The maid, without hiding her displeasure, changed her trajectory. She fiddled with the map and admitted with some amazement that yes. Really. No light! Then they called her from the reception and asked if the double room was ready for occupancy. The maid, in a commanding tone, advised her not to distract her from her work and hung up. Then she suddenly relented and called an electrician for me. Surprisingly, he arrived quickly, in just 5 minutes. I poked around with a screwdriver and