Lai Lai Shang Lv
Located in Taichung at No.125, Section 3, Sanmin Rd, 來來商旅 offers easy access to the city’s business district. Guests can stay active with an on‑site gym, and enjoy comfortable rooms suited for short‑term stays.
Hotel Info
- Address 404台灣臺中市北區三民路三段125號
- Phone +886 4 2229 8282
- Rating · Source: Google ↗
- Website
FAQ
Where is the hotel located?
The hotel is located at 404台灣臺中市北區三民路三段125號, 台中.
Source：飯店設施資訊(OTA/官方) | 404台灣臺中市北區三民路三段125號
Does the hotel have a gym?
Yes, the hotel provides a gym for guests.
Source：飯店設施資訊(OTA/官方) | 健身房
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