Hotel Delle Palme

Firstly, upon arrival out suitcases were taken from the coach for us as there is a train track next to the hotel and so we had to go under it in a dodgy tunnel. The food on the first night really set the tone for the stay, we got some unidentifiable mush for the first dish and some bird's-eye chicken for the second. There was only one dish in the stay that was actually eatable. Breakfast was the same smelly eggs, bread and salami and some dry cakes. The rooms were very old, the shower like a coffin but the room itself was clean, just dated. The reception and communal area was the highlight as it was a nice atmosphere. If you are going to sicily i wpuld suggest staying in messina or palermo as opposed to a small village on the side of a railway

We had a wonderful stay at Hotel delle Palme! The warm relaxed peaceful atmosphere is a true gift to travelers! The staff is friendly, helpful and very professional. Most front desk personnel spoke English quite well, a great help to us! The central location in Letojanni made dining, beach going, and access to public transportation extremely convenient. The lobby group/social areas are comfortable and welcoming with a small bar available. Our room was spacious with all the necessary amenities. The air conditioning was preset, so regulating our preferred temperature wasn't possible, but large french doors opening onto a private balcony did give us some control and a lovely view. The options for breakfast and dinner within the hotel were tasty and reliable and alleviated scheduling stress for tours and transportation times. It's helpful to have an idea about your sight seeing choices so the concierge can advise best ways to expedite your plans. The entire hotel facility was kept incredibly clean!

Sono stato in questo hotel durante una gita scolastica e devo dire che... è stata un’esperienza indimenticabile. Ma non nel senso positivo. L’hotel sembra uscito da un film dell’orrore anni '60 – solo con meno fascino. Le stanze erano così piccole che sembrava di partecipare a un esperimento sociale sul sovraffollamento: una camera per due usata per quattro persone, con letti infilati ovunque tranne che sul soffitto (per ora). Il cibo? Uno spettacolo. Tutto rigorosamente surgelato, riscaldato male e servito con la grazia di una mensa da incubo. Le polpette erano un capolavoro: fredde fuori, crude dentro. Una vera esperienza al sangue. Forse volevano farci sentire chef provetti, lasciandoci la libertà di cuocere i piatti da soli…? In bagno ci hanno accolto asciugamani artisticamente decorati con misteriose macchie e profumo di “non lavato”. E la sicurezza? Porte senza chiavi, perfette per chi ama il brivido dell’imprevisto o il campeggio indoor. Un soggiorno che ci ha insegnato molto: spirito di adattamento, tolleranza e come non scegliere un hotel in futuro. Consigliatissimo… al mio peggior nemico.