Lucas Vezzuli
Google
The experience started well but ended poorly.
I arrived on a Sunday and, knowing I had a 14-hour flight the next day, I asked for an upgrade at reception. I paid an extra €60 for a private room.
The room itself was decent: comfortable bed and a ok bathroom. However, it was clearly not cleaned properly: there were used mugs left on the table, the floor was dirty, and it was obvious that housekeeping hadn’t fully addressed the previous guest’s stay. To make matters worse, the elevator was out of service.
Still, up to that point, it was acceptable, worthy of 3 or 4 stars.
The real disappointment came the next morning.
It was raining heavily, so I decided to spend some time at the hostel before heading to the airport. I arrived just ten minutes late for breakfast and was refused service. While this was technically within the rules, other places I’ve stayed (in Germany, Brazil, and the Netherlands) have shown more flexibility and empathy.
After that, I asked if I could at least sit at one of the empty tables near reception to work while I waited for my airport transfer. They refused again and directed me instead to the tables on the third floor. It wasn’t a huge issue, but it felt unnecessarily rigid and unfriendly, especially in contrast to the warm, accommodating experience I’d just had at the Wombat Hostel in Munich.