Let’s get the obvious out of the way: it’s called a “Hub” for a reason. The rooms are compact, but they’ve been engineered with the kind of thoughtfulness that makes you appreciate clever design. Think of it as a beautifully appointed ship’s cabin—every inch has a job.
The bed is the star of the show: that famous Premier Inn Hypnos mattress. You will sink into it after a day of Brick Lane bagels and Shoreditch gallery-hopping, and you will not want to leave. The rainfall shower, meanwhile, is a glorious pressure-washer for tired legs, and the mood lighting lets you go from “bright and ready” to “cocooned” in a single tap.
There’s a handy desk space with plenty of plugs—a small but vital luxury for any modern traveler. You won’t find a minibar stuffed with overpriced snacks, but you will find a fresh, minimalist aesthetic that feels more like a curated Airbnb than a chain hotel. It’s a lesson in living with less that actually feels freeing.
