The Botxi is a little creaky, literally -- the beds and doors are noisy affairs. And it gets pretty stuffy at night. Regardless, neither the creaks or stuffiness are so prominent that they won't fade into the background if one is properly pooped from a day on the town or in the museum. Or if one takes a second to look out the window for that view!
Frank Gehry himself would stay here for the views of his building and of the changes it has brought to the old quay. He'd also like the included breakfast, friendly (but, uh, intimate) public spaces, cleanliness, blitzing wi-fi and the smokin' price. And the locals-only, approachable staff, who know their town by heart and are happy to answer in English, Español or, if you're feeling brave or are drunk, Euskari.