Classic suites, gracefully decorated, bring the refinement of the 19th Century, with high art crafted ceilings. Discretely elegant, are a perfect refuge for two. Carefully elaborated with confortable furniture and exquisite details. 30m2, queen size bed. Accommodates two people.
Story of Príncipe Real
Our Story
Contemporaneous and stylish, 1869 Príncipe Real House brings you the best experience in the heart of Lisbon, with deep sense of detail. Intends to be a second home for the guests, with the charm and tranquillity of a private residence.

With exclusive location in the heart of the charming neighbourhood of Príncipe Real, is only one minute walk from the garden of Príncipe Real. In this picturesque street you find this 1869 house with reddish tiles full of history. 1869 Príncipe Real House was restored having in mind those you want to experience Lisbon in a special and different way, with the elegance of its stunning rooms and suites.
Príncipe Real is one of the most vibrant neighbourhoods of Lisbon, on the top of one of its seven hills, house of the most trendy stores and restaurants.
Our Location
A few steps away to the iconic neighbourhoods of Bairro Alto and Chiado, stay in a quiet and exquisite hotel and explore our surroundings, all the boutiques, restaurants and treats are on your doorstep.
In 1869 Príncipe Real House the difference lies in the attention and care our team dedicates to each guest.
A refuge in the vibrant city of Lisbon, 1869 Principe Real House has nine elegant rooms and suites that will make you feel at home.
Once you step in this cosy and elegant Bed&Breakfast you will be surrounded by a warm atmosphere where each corner represents one story. A cherished ambiance that reflects our identity.
With a prime location, 1869 Principe Real House offers and exclusive experience.
“Lisboa”
poema de Alberto d’Oliveira
Ó Cidade da Luz! Perpétua fonte
De tão nítida e virgem claridade,
Que parece ilusão, sendo verdade,
Que o sol aqui feneça e não desponte….
Embandeira-se em chamas o horizonte:
Um fulgor áureo e róseo tudo invade:
São mil os panoramas da Cidade,
Surge um novo mirante em cada monte.
Ó Luz ocidental, mais que a do Oriente
Leve, esmaltada, pura e transparente,
Claro azulejo, madrugada infinda!
E és, ao sol que te exalta e te coroa,
– Loira, morena, multicor Lisboa! –
Tão pagã, tão cristã, tão moira ainda…