The Panama Hotel is historic, fascinating, and well-preserved.
Jan, the owner, was kind and considerate. The door man (or her phone) were always at the ready if I had questions about entry. I felt safe and taken care of.
The surrounding area is hilly, and not far from the train and bus stations, which I relied on.
Seattle's downtown has its share of pathetic persons hanging around, so that's just sad, not dangerous.
I felt the room and accommodations were less classy than they appeared in the descriptions. For instance, the bed had no box spring and was quite droopy.
I stayed five nights on "Old Bessy" and slept well, though. It helps, I suppose, I'm a small person.
The sheets, towels, and pillow cases were uber-fresh.
I was expecting something a grade above a hostel, and that's what I was glad to have. But potential guests must know that the building is not restored, nor is it updated in any significant way.
It's a testament to Jan's undying devotion to the place, her city, and the Japanese-American heritage. It's a living relic.