|Cool murals in the stairwells.|
I was shocked by how dirty this place was when I arrived, but I gradually got used to it.
Okay. Total lie.
Everytime someone checked out of my room, I deloused their space, as I was fortunate to discover a container of Clorox wipes in the closet. I scrubbed like a madman. My space was gradually becoming inhabitable. No more cockroach encounters
|Panoramic of common area
I don’t know anyone who cleans feverishly while on vacation as I do. Some call it a curse. I call it a gift.
I’m gonna go see if there are dirty dishes in the sink yet.
This place does have it’s charm. It is a hostel, so you have to take everything with a grain of salt.