Ah, where to begin with this gem of a hostel? The prices rival those of a mid tier hotel, so naturally, you would expect the basics of customer service.
The staff here are a special breed. They greet you with an air of disdain, making sure you know you’re lucky they allowed you to book a room. And the hospitality doesn't end there!
They generously share their germs, coughing and sneezing with wild abandon. I inquired about their health and two staffers proudly admite to being sick with a cold or a flu. One of them saying “we are all sick here” (Adrianne, I think?)
Despite numerous polite requests to wear masks or, heaven forbid, take a sick day, they heroically refused rolling their eyes. After all, what better souvenir could there be than a flu on your flight home?
As a cherry on top, you have to clean the bathrooms after you shower. Nothing says "vacation" like scrubbing tiles and wiping down surfaces while trying not to slip on the still-wet floor.
Why would the very ill staff do anything when YOU can play housekeeper?
And don’t forget your earplugs, the $200/night yurts are next to a noisy highway.
Bring your hand sanitizer, medical kit, cleaning supplies and you should be good to go!
