Pera Palace Hotel Jumeirah

We wanted to visit the Ataturk Museum room. Darya was a great guide inside the museum, and truely made our visit memorable. We also enjoyed the desserts inside the authentic atmosphere of the patisserie. Thank you!

I’m writing this the first night of our stay in the Pera Palace hotel because we went to the hotel and really enjoyed it and wanted to make sure we didn’t forget to leave a review saying so! The Pera Palace is simply gorgeous, and our room is very beautiful and the bed seems very comfortable even though we haven’t slept in it yet. We got the Earnest Hemingway suite and it has three windows in the bedroom, and another in the sitting room, all with balconies. Dinner was excellent, and our servers Ms. Betǔl and Mr. Sevket were great. Ms. Betǔl was even kind enough to bring me some honey when I told her I had been craving it all day, which was above and beyond, and which I really appreciated.

Very friendly welcome by the reception, bags were immediatly taken to our room. When entering the hotel, you instantly feel back in times of the Oriënt Express. Very Nice and comfy room, with excellent matrass and pillows. Food was excellent and staff very friendly. Conciërge was very helpfull and showed is around. A big thank you to Sena, working in the restaurant/ bar for excellent service. We definitely come back

Went to visit the Ataturk room, for which you need to pre-book tickets on the Passo website or app. That said, when I turned up I was just told by the front desk to go up to the room, and the lady in the room didn’t ask to see my ticket. The Ataturk room is only open 10-11am & 3-4pm daily. The old hotel lift is worth a look at too :)

Arrived at this venerable establishment to mark the occasion of my fortieth birthday — a milestone, I might add, that calls for at least a fanfare of trumpets, or failing that, a decent slice of cake. I had taken the trouble to inform the hotel that a celebration of no small importance was afoot. In response, they slid a $1 greeting card under my door - no personal note btw. Now, I don’t demand a ticker tape parade, but one does hope for at least a square of chocolate or a bottle of wine. Something to acknowledge that one has chosen to age with a touch of style under their roof. Instead, I received the emotional equivalent of a shrug in card form. As for the hotel itself, the furnishings appear to have been lifted from the set of a BBC period from 1992, and not in a charming way. One gets the distinct impression that the place is coasting on memories of its prime. Meanwhile, newer, sprightlier establishments just down the road are dancing circles around it with modern comforts and actual enthusiasm. In conclusion, this place needs a bit more sparkle, a bit less cobweb.