Guest User
June 20, 2023
Santa Monica hostel are having a laugh. The hermit crab of a receptionist seemed like he’d rather be playing League of Legends than to provide any remotely acceptable level of customer service. After charging me an extra dubious ‘tourist tax’, I was sent up to find my dorm room which was the size of my dad’s tool box shed with 3 gloomy bunk beds. Despondent conversations were had with fellow room-mates/victims to find out that my sentiment of abhorrence to this place is shared. It seemed these people were shrouded in misery due to the complete lack of atmosphere. I had to traverse my way through the entire building just to find somewhere to have a shower and to use the dunny. I again had another uncomfortable conversation with another victim about how these facilities aren’t far off from what I’ve seen in WWII Documentaries. For value, 39.10 Euros is 4 times the amount I would pay for this measly hell-hole, but I won’t let it ruin my experience of the beautiful city of Florence. I’d rather tie a ball and chain around my ankles and sleep at the bottom of the Firenze river.