Guest User
October 1, 2022
It's true that it's a hostel, but the rooms are definitely too crowded. Bunk beds are traps from which it is impossible to get off without waking those sleeping underneath. The floors of the rooms, at least in correspondence with the bed where I slept, are sunk as if the wooden beams that support it were about to give way. Let's not talk about the fixtures, certainly not the exposed ones but those that overlook cosmic nothingness, which are filthy and with a layer of dust and grease thicker than concrete and black glass that hasn't been washed since before the hostel was born, probably. The bathrooms are literally pitiful, with fan-shaped doors without guides that give off a sense of old age just by approaching them. Only one sink 50 x 45 where you can hardly wash your hands. I didn't dare try the showers. The kitchen, which looks so new in the photo, is actually ruined by humidity, dirty and full of who knows what the various daredevils who wanted to stay there have left behind. The staff are welcoming but unable to focus on the customer at check in (rather prefer to focus on various chats with anyone they know is there at the time) and appear to live there. The ceiling beams of the corridor (dark maze) leading to the bedrooms and bathrooms are old, rotten and with a nice "let's hope you don't see" paint job. In general, the exhibits of the doors throughout the hostel are painted by a child who has never heard of Giovanni Muciaccia. The reception looks modern and welcoming but that's all.
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