No one had ever cleaned under the bed. Ever.
There was no room for yoga.
The toilet broke and they offered me a new room but no one ever came to fix the bidet feature.
The washing machine emitted a strange smell but I eventually got used to it.
Likewise the trash bin smelled like cat feces. I had to remove it from the room.
When I complained to 3 cleaners that the stairway railings were filthy they said: it's not our department.
On the plus side it was quiet.
The bed, although broken, was strangely comfortable and I slept well.














































































