Why I booked myself into the Adelphi when I am scared to death of ghosts and ghouls is beyond my comprehension, but anyway I did it.
We were going to a concert at the Liverpool Philharmonic, the Adelphi is on route, it was a bargain price on Late Rooms (£49) and I really didn’t engage my brain. I just clicked ‘book’.
Then (and I always do this after the fact) I checked Trip Advisor which mostly went along the lines of ‘do not stay at this hotel’. Hmmm – have I made a mistake here I thought. People said it made Fawlty Towers look good, or that it was like staying in the Grand Budapest Hotel. But no-one mentioned ghosts.
I don’t mind camping out in a dodgy hotel if the price is right and it’s only for one night (you can always sleep clothed on top of the covers after all). I also tend to take Trip Advisor with a pinch of salt as I never review anything myself and I suspect many like minded folk are the same. So I thought, oh well, let’s go with the flow.
Then, a little niggle popped into my mind. Hadn’t this hotel been on the telly? Hadn’t I read somewhere that it was haunted. I always avoid haunted hotels as I know I won’t sleep a wink, so it seemed a mighty cock up had been made here. Anyway, to check, I googled ‘Adelphi haunted’.
What popped up was terrifying. Not only is it haunted, it is haunted by multiple ghosts and people actually pay to go on ghost hunting breaks here. Flippin’ heck – this was getting very scary. The third floor in particular is said to be possessed by a demon with people reporting being violently ill, feeling someone watching them, or in some cases, seeing someone rifling through their belongings who then disappeared into thin air.
Deciding to man up I turned up on the day and was delighted with the architecture of the public rooms: simply stunning and exactly what you would expect from a grand old hotel built in 1911. It’s all marble walls and crystal chandeliers – faded grandeur at its best.
Checking in, we were given a key …..to the dreaded third floor! I had a momentary panic and thought about asking for another room, but not wanting to look like a nutter, I smiled and said thank you.
The room was huge and although minimally furnished (one tea bag between two people anyone?) it was clean. The mattress was a little thin but I had no qualms about sleeping here. Until about 11 p.m. when we were back from the theatre and the reality set in…..I was about to spend the night in a haunted hotel!
Giving myself a talking to, I dropped off for a little while, only to be woken at midnight by that feeling you get when your mind is alert but your body won’t move. I get this all the time, so no matter, but it did unsettle me and I decided the best course of action was to sleep with one eye open until at least four a.m. as I figured there would be no hauntings in the morning hours.
I had five blissful hours sleep from four ’til nine and have to say, the Adelphi was actually fine. No ghosts, no poor service, no dirt. A bit shabby chic maybe, but I can live with that.
Would I stay again? Absolutely – although maybe not on All Hallows Eve: don’t want to go looking for trouble do we?