The hotel room felt more like a prison cell. We were allocated a room below ground - which ironically enough after taking a lift down 1 floor we still had to go UP some stairs to get to our below-ground room; absolute madness!
The room was terribly small, not particularly clean and basically helped me understand what prison inmates experience. There was a window far up out of reach which barely revealed the street level outside, but the view would be of people's feet at most - you basically felt cut off from society based on the view.
Water pipes for the building run directly behind the paper-thin walls of the room; you can hear anyone showering or flushing their toilets, realising that sewage was running through a pipe just literally behind where you're sleeping - utter revolting.
The paper thin walls allowed us to hear the noise made by all the other rooms on the floor. But the worst part of all the noise was the metal grating just outside the building where you could hear the magnified sounds of water drops when it was raining. If it rains at night, good luck trying to sleep through the sound of water dropping onto a metal plate, and through the sound of people flushing their toilets.
Our room was lacking amenities - the kettle's lid was broken, and the kettle itself was dirty. Our room for 2 people only came with 1 cup - when we raised this with the reception desk they said they ran out of cups. It's a cheap $1 cup from Ikea, how can you run out of these?!