Malia Central

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En plein cœur de la fête, pratique pour sortir et faire des rencontres. Du bruit jusqu'à 4-5h du matin (fermeture des boîtes/bars), un endroit où ne pas aller si vous souhaitez dormir et vous coucher tôt.

I was awakened one morning to a pleasant surprise of a brush sweeping past me head. Opening an eye I was astonished when I found out the cleaner had decide to come say hello and act my alarm clock for that morning - she was less than a foot away from my face, swaying a broom like something from a Spanish Cinderella with no subtitles because I hadnt the slightest idea of what she was yapping on about. As well as this amazing encounter, the bathroom was like stepping into auschwitz with a cold shower and a broken toilet seat. To top everything off, I had a broken bed, broken curtain that fell off with every gust of wind, in fact, I woke up with it on my face multiple times. The air con didn’t work, the hotel was been run by a brigade of untrained, foreign child labour camps and for some apparent reason we were welcomed into our room but about 40 deflated balloons. Other than that the hotel was amazing, probably the best I’ve ever stayed in.