The place was close to where I needed to be, yet the walls were so thin I could hear every word from neighboring rooms; I had to contact the caretaker—who I think was the caretaker—because people above us were extremely loud, keeping us awake until 3 am, and then another loud wake‑up at 5 am when new guests moved in next door. They acted promptly on my first complaint and I assume the noisy guests were kicked out, which made it quiet for a while. Unfortunately, the next block was also noisy; I spoke to them and they were quieter but still audible because of the thin walls. The wooden floors didn’t help either, as a woman next door walked around wearing high‑heeled shoes endlessly—an absolute nightmare. The second night was okay, though. The windows were very high with metal frames, letting in a lot of cold; a portable heater helped keep a decent temperature. The mattress had a topper that kept falling off, revealing a dirty mattress with brown stains. I know it isn’t a 5‑star hotel, but calling it a hotel feels misleading—it’s more like a hostel. I stayed in room 63.
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