To each his own taste. I found the venerable Hotel Francés, in downtown Guadalajara since 1610, to be the most charming hotel in which I have ever had the honor to be a guest. Laden with atmosphere and exuding a spare beauty. Perhaps the photos will give you a better feel for whether it might be to your taste. Still, I hasten to add that I never recommend anything to anyone, shy about responsibility as I am.
Third Floor Looking Down . . . obviously
My companion and I stayed in a room on the third floor the first night. I then found enough space on a credit card to upgrade to one of the rooms on the roof, which were obviously contemporary additions to the hotel. It was unanticipated debt well worth incurring, especially given my cavalier attitude toward financial matters generally.
Rooftop Suite: Jacuzzi in the bathroom; hot tub on the roof.
Cleanliness is next to godliness.