Hotel Review: New Yorker Hotel on 8th Avenue in New York City

Fantastic Location, Below Average Hotel

We decided to meet up with family in New York and settled on staying at the New Yorker Hotel on 8th Avenue, New York. We got a great Internet special of $119 per night + tax. We booked 3 nights.

We arrived at La Guardia airport and grabbed a yellow cab to our hotel, arriving around 4p.m. and there was only a short line for checking in. The lady who dealt with us spoke broken English and was difficult to understand. She gave me the keys and said we were on the 22nd floor. We were meeting
Len's daughter and her husband and were delighted we were all on the same floor.

The lobby was nice and clean. We walked straight passed security and were never stopped during the whole stay. The elevators on the left just went up to the 19th floor, so we headed to the ones on the left that stopped from the 20th and above.

The corridor didn't have a good paint job, and also the doors to the rooms. This could have been an excellent hotel with just a little tender loving care. We looked at the key and thought it read 2210. The key didn't work. We tried 2210 suite, just in case. No luck. We went to Len's daughter's room and phoned down. No one got back to us. His son-in-law thought it might me 2250 and headed that way. Yes, he had found our room.

Our room was bigger than Len's daughter's room. Theirs was very small, but they did have a view of the Hudson river. Ours was a corner one and had 2 windows looking into other tall buildings, a king size bed, 2 end tables with lamps, a desk and chair, a chest of drawers, with a television on top. A walk-in wardrobe.

The bathroom was a big disappointment, apart from the hairdryer. The door opened inward and made it very cramped. The tile was a disgusting green and had stains on it. The bathtub again was old and had a shower above it with a curtain around it. If the shower was on powerful the pressure brought the spray back up into your face and hair. This was annoying if you weren't washing your hair. The shower curtains also got close to your body. The floor didn't look particularly clean so I made sure of always having my feet covered, or on a towel.