This is the first negative review that I have EVER written about a hotel in New Orleans and it's only because I pretty much left in tears. Room 101, which is entered through the lobby and has windows on Royal street, is no different than sleeping in the street, and YES I understand the noise level in the quarter and have and will spend many years contributing to it, but this was out of hand. It was like we were staying at the aunt of a friend's house out of town who really wasn't comfortable having us there; not in a hurry to put us up, couldn't shove us out the door fast enough. I have an English degree and should be able to articulate my disdain better, but after having driven 9 hours home on less than two hours sleep yesterday, I'm unable to use my big words. Hopefully the guests who had a full-voice singalong outside of my door stayed an extra day to rest up.
The staff, although somewhat monosyllabic, were just fine. I think one of the guys felt pretty sorry for us when we were rushing out with all of our stuff to shove in our car which was hastily shoved in front of a tow zone (we were told it would take 30-45 minutes to get the car from where it was parked - Chalmette or something? - and it took 5, which was like a 'AND STAY OUT' cherry on top of this noisy Sunday sundae) and stood by the car while I ran frantically down the street with our luggage.
We didn't even know breakfast was an option, but that would have involved interacting with us.