Hotel Farid

High ratings from reviews made me pick this place, but upon arrival at 3 am, I felt like it was a hostel. The bed was tiny, the bedding itchy, and noise began at 6 am, as it’s on a very busy street, with car horns and alarms. I went to the meager breakfast across the street at their somewhat swanky restaurant and was only able to eat fast, as my tour began early. I was about to leave with a banana to go, and was told by 4 waiters, that I could not bring food from breakfast. That was the banana that broke my back and even after he agreed to give me a bigger room and bed, I jumped ship and went to a much nicer hotel by the sea. Dakar is a zoo of traffic and noise, and if you seek some comfort as a 65 year old like me, this was not the place. Perhaps, I’m a princess, but for $100 more a night, the difference was huge!