1 double bed
“Sugeee”
Rashi kawaii
“賑やかなのが好きな男性方には料金も安くとても良いと思います”
The dog was adorable, and I had breakfast while listening to the owner’s stories. I was hoping for a quiet retreat, but the place was noisy at all times—door slams, kitchen sounds, and other background noise were almost constant. A bug appeared in my room. I was turned down for a transfer service and early check‑in wasn’t possible. I left after one day instead of staying 2‑3 days to recover.
“Due to the bad experience I received a free suitcase”
You’ll get a genuine African vibe at this spot. Takatsuki is a solid spot for getting to Kyoto or Osaka, with plenty of trains stopping there on the special rapid service routes, so you don’t need a slow local train or an express/shinkansen ticket. I only stayed one night, even though I had planned a three‑week stay. I found a nice free campsite nearby and used the savings to buy a Japan‑made Proteca suitcase. The owner barely speaks English, so we had to rely on his tablet with a translator app; it’s always on, which can lead to awkward moments. Once it translated his off‑hand thought about my parents’ origin (a racist remark), and he seemed uninterested in conversation—maybe because of that. He told me twice to go into my room: first right after check‑in, and again when he was making hot drinks in the afternoon. I asked if he was making tea, he said yes, but then served me coffee, which I don’t usually drink. I expected him to make another cup after finishing mine and to offer me my own cup, but he didn’t; instead he told me to take my cup to my room. I’m not sure if that’s just Japanese etiquette. He’s also very intrusive about what he thinks are good manners, which felt unnecessary. The first time I used the toilet, he waited outside—presumably listening—to tell me I hadn’t washed my hands. I told him there was no soap, but without his tablet he didn’t get it. He acted like I was a child, entered the bathroom to demonstrate the water tap, and insisted I wash my hands, reminding me of my time in East Africa where hand washing was crucial even without soap. Privacy was poor: he photographed each guest’s passport, printed the photos, stored them all in one big folder, and showed me the folder. He had to leave earlier than the checkout time, so he told me to leave the house with him at that time.
“一度泊まれば、リピーターになりますよ”
I enjoyed chatting with the owner, a typical homestay experience. The place is a 15‑20 minute walk from the station, which is within walking distance. Breakfast comes with toast that can be refilled, and interacting with the dog was fun.
“Comfortable and safe cheap stay”
The bed is thin but still comfortable. I was lucky to have a bunk‑bed room to myself, with a small fridge and air‑conditioning. The door can be locked from the outside. The owner is very kind and passionate about caring for guests. The dog, Lassie, is super cute, but you’ll get hair on your socks—though that wasn’t an issue for me. The location is a bit far from the station; you have to walk about 1.6 km, which isn’t too bad. The 7‑Eleven and a ramen shop open until midnight are nearby, making it a good cheap spot for families or groups.
“Sugeee”
Rashi kawaii
“一度泊まれば、リピーターになりますよ”
I enjoyed chatting with the owner, a typical homestay experience. The place is a 15‑20 minute walk from the station, which is within walking distance. Breakfast comes with toast that can be refilled, and interacting with the dog was fun.
“賑やかなのが好きな男性方には料金も安くとても良いと思います”
The dog was adorable, and I had breakfast while listening to the owner’s stories. I was hoping for a quiet retreat, but the place was noisy at all times—door slams, kitchen sounds, and other background noise were almost constant. A bug appeared in my room. I was turned down for a transfer service and early check‑in wasn’t possible. I left after one day instead of staying 2‑3 days to recover.
“Comfortable and safe cheap stay”
The bed is thin but still comfortable. I was lucky to have a bunk‑bed room to myself, with a small fridge and air‑conditioning. The door can be locked from the outside. The owner is very kind and passionate about caring for guests. The dog, Lassie, is super cute, but you’ll get hair on your socks—though that wasn’t an issue for me. The location is a bit far from the station; you have to walk about 1.6 km, which isn’t too bad. The 7‑Eleven and a ramen shop open until midnight are nearby, making it a good cheap spot for families or groups.
“Due to the bad experience I received a free suitcase”
You’ll get a genuine African vibe at this spot. Takatsuki is a solid spot for getting to Kyoto or Osaka, with plenty of trains stopping there on the special rapid service routes, so you don’t need a slow local train or an express/shinkansen ticket. I only stayed one night, even though I had planned a three‑week stay. I found a nice free campsite nearby and used the savings to buy a Japan‑made Proteca suitcase. The owner barely speaks English, so we had to rely on his tablet with a translator app; it’s always on, which can lead to awkward moments. Once it translated his off‑hand thought about my parents’ origin (a racist remark), and he seemed uninterested in conversation—maybe because of that. He told me twice to go into my room: first right after check‑in, and again when he was making hot drinks in the afternoon. I asked if he was making tea, he said yes, but then served me coffee, which I don’t usually drink. I expected him to make another cup after finishing mine and to offer me my own cup, but he didn’t; instead he told me to take my cup to my room. I’m not sure if that’s just Japanese etiquette. He’s also very intrusive about what he thinks are good manners, which felt unnecessary. The first time I used the toilet, he waited outside—presumably listening—to tell me I hadn’t washed my hands. I told him there was no soap, but without his tablet he didn’t get it. He acted like I was a child, entered the bathroom to demonstrate the water tap, and insisted I wash my hands, reminding me of my time in East Africa where hand washing was crucial even without soap. Privacy was poor: he photographed each guest’s passport, printed the photos, stored them all in one big folder, and showed me the folder. He had to leave earlier than the checkout time, so he told me to leave the house with him at that time.
