Nightmare on Arlington Street...
We spent one night at the hotel. Ours was a functional need to lay down our heads, as part of a layover en route home. We paid no mind to the repeated calls for renovation or the past-its-prime sneers. But after two calls at 3 am to the front desk / security to address the party and music next door, we really could not fairly assess the property. We fault not the hotel for its guests; just how they handle the poor ones. Plus they forgot to give us the wake-up call. Oy, we were up anyway. Serves us right for straying from the Fairmont Copley Plaza.