Scandic Karl Johan

位置非常好，早餐很豐盛也很美味

世界一周中に滞在。立地が良く、どこに行くにもアクセスバツグンです。コンビニも近くにあってとても便利でした。 部屋はコンパクトで機能的。広くはなかったけれど、不思議な落ち着きが感じられました。 レセプションの方がいつも感じが良く、出かける時も帰ってくる時も穏やかな笑顔で声をかけてくださって(過剰な陽キャじゃなくて日本人にはちょうどいい)ホッとできました。とくにチェックアウト後にトイレを借りたくて戻った時の対応が優しくて嬉しかったです！

預訂了大床雙人間，房間空間充足，沐浴露和洗髮液也頗有質素。早餐出色，有咖啡果汁茶，熱食有炒蛋煎蛋腸仔等，尤其推薦炒蛋。今次住在6樓，窗外對著街道與大廈景色。

Maybe good for young people, but NOT for old people! Standard: Very small room, no chair - big bed, BUT only access from one side! - room change (to 7th floor) not better due to sloping wall. If you are over 50, check the photos of the room! The price for something so small is a bit on the high side. Otherwise OK including breakfast. Centrally located.

Truly one of the worst hotels I've stayed in in Central Oslo. The room was really small and there was no desk or space to hang clothes. I've been in smaller rooms before where there's a wall desk or other innovative ways to use space. I was there on work and it was most inconvenient. the staff were nice and friendly and were getting such complaints from many guests. Don't stay in this hotel. There are many other hotels in Central Oslo with better facilities . They are just taking advantage of their great location.

The location? Perfect. The staff? Lovely. But that's where the fairy tale ends. Our room was about the size of a generous broom closet. Cozy, if you’re a suitcase. But the real fun started when we realized there was no air conditioning. Not even a whisper of ventilation. When the temperature climbed, our only option was to open the windows and let the city vibes in. Night one: our room overlooked a charming back street — complete with a karaoke bar where tone-deaf locals belted out '80s hits like it was the X Factor finals, and trams that thundered by like they were late for Judgment Day. Morning came early, brought to you by the garbage trucks, who seemed to be competing in an Olympic event titled Speed-Empty 100 Bins. We (more or less) politely asked for a quieter room for night two. The staff smiled and upgraded us… to a room facing a back alley. It was hotter than a sauna in hell, but we were treated to the soothing, high-pitched drone of 20 air conditioning units. None of which, sadly, were attached to our hotel. Slept like a baby — if the baby was on a red-eye flight sitting next to a jet engine. So happy to be home, where at least the garbage truck knows to come after sunrise.