Tritoni Valletta Boutique Hotel

Lovely room Super clean Loved the rooftop jacuzzi Staff were really friendly and helpful Could drop my bags before check-in

The cave pool was smaller than I expected but cool nonetheless.

The location is great - 5 minutes into Valetta and the bus station to get everywhere on the island. The saltwater heated plunge pool was nice to float in at the end of the day to relax. There’s a snack bar round the corner and amazing restaurant, Balzunetta, at the end of the road.

I personally wouldn’t like to use the gym as it was small and damp smelling (it’s lower ground floor).

Location eas perfect

La posizione, i servizi, la doccia

🇮🇹 Ero già stato presso la struttura ed ecco perché sono tornato... MA SFORTUNATAMENTE Ci è toccata la stanza Numero 1… un risveglio multisensoriale. La finestra si affaccia su un cunicolo di servizio interno, dove troneggia un motore rombante attivo giorno e notte. Il ticchettio incessante delle porte che sbattono, dalle 7 del mattino in poi, una gioia per le orecchie, ti svegli saltando in aria dallo spavento. Le acque dai rubinetti sono lava liquida, da maneggiare con attenzione chirurgica. Non manca l'elemento sorpresa: l’assenza del receptionist, che riesce nell'impresa di farti aspettare venti minuti per poi non ascoltare comunque. "PLEASE DO NOT TURN ON THE AC" – "YES OF COURSE!" 👍👍👍 La struttura è un collage di imperfezioni: maniglie staccate, cassaforte fuori uso, phon per bellezza. Prenotare al Tritoni è una vera roulette russa con la tua vacanza. Forse ti va bene… o forse ti ritrovi nella Room Numero 1! 🇬🇧 I had already stayed at this property before — that’s why I came back... But unfortunately, we ended up in Room Number 1: a true multi-sensory awakening. The window overlooks an internal service shaft, where a roaring engine operates day and night. The incessant tick-tick of slamming doors from 7 a.m. onward is a real treat for the ears — each bang is a mini heart attack that launches you out of bed in fright. Water from the taps? Molten lava — handle with surgical precision. And then the surprise element: the disappearing receptionist, who somehow manages to make you wait twenty minutes, only to not listen to a word once he finally shows up. “PLEASE DO NOT TURN ON THE AC” – “YES OF COURSE!” 👍👍👍 The hotel is a patchwork of imperfections: detached handles, broken safe, hairdryer that’s just for show. Booking at Tritoni is like playing Russian roulette with your vacation. You might get lucky… or you might end up in Room Number 1. 🇪🇸 Ya me había alojado en este lugar antes — por eso decidí volver...