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Dergvale Hotel falls into that happy subcategory of hotels we consider to be especially appealing to our fussy aunts and uncles. Restyled one too many times within inches of its life, Dergvale has an aesthetically schizoid lobby, simultaneously compelling and perplexing. The doorway puts you in one frame of mind, while the patterned carpet, window treatments, and non-working fireplace put you in another mood.
Then there are the rooms, all 20 of them. Tidy, well lit, and comfortable, they can't help but please neat freaks. The pastel palette will remind you of the immaculate guestroom your fastidious relatives stayed up late to get just right for your visit.
And just wait until you see the literal underbelly of the Dergvale: its basement bar. Imbued with a retro elan just crying out for hipster inhabitation, you'll want to sink into its deep red booths for a nightcap or two. Or fantasize about keeping bar in a romantic, history-drenched city while penning a novel about romantic, history-drenched things.
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