Honestly, the spot is so central it’s almost cheeky. You can stumble out of New Street Station, blink twice, and you’re practically in the lobby. It’s like the hotel knows you’re already exhausted and decided to save you the extra walk.
Forget that nightmare of dragging a suitcase over cobblestones for twenty minutes. Here, you’re a stone’s throw from the Bullring, Grand Central, and every coffee shop that promises to fix your morning grumpiness. If you’re in town for a gig or a shopping spree, this is your home base.
