A classic hotel, nestled at the foot of a bridge against an old colonial-style neighborhood, with a post office just ten meters away. All the beautiful history has been preserved. The hotel walls are covered with high-quality black and white photographs: energetic pilots, various models of single-engine propeller land and seaplanes (all the slow-moving, fixed-landing-gear type), and even the now-rare three-point suits. There are also many original documents, mail waybills and flight manifests with stylish signatures, seemingly transporting guests back to the era when human technology began to conquer the skies. Behind the hotel, in the neighborhood, are several restaurants within a five-minute walk. I highly recommend CHEZ DASSO's braised prawns; the two chefs are incredibly skilled, and the taste is unparalleled. The restaurant has 12 seats indoors and a small table outdoors for three people. There's also a more upscale restaurant with whole river fish and fine wines, but the food was just average. At night, the streetlights in this area are dim, and there are few pedestrians; I wouldn't recommend women walking alone. Walking across the iron bridge to the other side of the river revealed no tourist attractions, and the buildings and street cleanliness were vastly different from the hotel's side.
The hotel's promotional photos were terrible and failed to showcase its strengths.
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