Perfectly situated between Euston and St. Pancras, made the Hilton just the man for the job of homebase for London, but a jump off point for trains. There’s not too much to say other than the hotel was just fine. Not great, not awful, just the soul-less lodging you might expect from a north London Hilton. It was clean enough, but not overly so. Quiet enough, but of course not peaceful. Breakfast staff was lovely and the choices were abundant.

Confused by the upgraded king room with a queen bed, but it was indeed ready at 9AM so taking that as the win here.

Plenty of room for luggage and bags.

A dirty window looks out onto a busy road that is quintessentially London, with perhaps an uncharacteristically blue sky.

The bath was fine. Clean enough with debatable shower pressure that screams transit hotel.

Grateful for the iron and safe in the wardrobe.