Not for light sleepers.
A nicely appointed mid-nineteenth century townhouse in easy walking distance of both the Hudson train station and Warren St restaurants and shops. I had the largest (and priciest) "King" room which had a firm bed and strong water pressure; two "musts." The food was unremarkable but fine.
However, this place is arranged so that the kitchen is directly under this room, meaning that chatter and a beeping microwave characterized my weekend mornings twice in a row. This included "sleep-in Sunday," where the preparation of a continental breakfast for late sleepers paradoxically woke me up before 8am, only to be joined by 24 consecutive bell peals from the church next door. You can hear every arrival, every person at the dining table, etcetera. Yes, I mentioned upon arrival I'd be sleeping in and was seeking "peace and quiet."
Also, I was greeted as a solo female traveler with borderline offensive remarks like "Oh there's only one of you?" and then the hosts completely ignored me socially on two consecutive mornings when I sat at the breakfast table with two couples, who were regaled with stories.
Also! I broke my toe (elsewhere) while staying here, and they didn't ask me about it. I asked for ice the first night, which I was grateful to receive, but then hobbled around in an orthopedic shoe the rest of my stay with no questions asked. Who had found the local hospital and called a car to get there? Me. My last day, one of the hosts offered to drive me to the (normally walkable) train station, but when I returned for my suitcase to depart about 25-30 minutes prior, there was no one in sight, meaning that I ended my trip to Hudson limp-running to the train station dragging said suitcase in 80-degree heat.
This place is probably perfect for the extroverted, early-rising 40+ couples with minimal professional hospitality exposure, but as I came *specifically* to get away from my notoriously loud neighbors in NYC for just one weekend of my life, this was just not the best experience. read more