“I would not stay here again. There was no curfew. Groups came in from psrtying at 01:30”
The stairs look good for those in upper bunks. Curtains too. I felt like sleeping in a wooden coffin. I was the third person to check in and the reception refused to give me a bottom bunk. At 71 with a knee problem, I watched him assign all the bunks after I got there. I had to come back in tears before he would give me a bottom bunk. Since I was by far the oldest guest in the albergue, they might want to rethink how they treat their guests.
Jodean2 weeks ago