I have been to over 40 countries, many of them quite dangerous and third world, and I have never experienced anywhere more dangerous than the location of this hostel. When I exited the metro as per the instructions given by the hotel, I was stunned to see one of the most incredibly terrible sights of my life. The buildings looked like there had been a bombing. Graffiti was everywhere, buildings boarded up, homeless everywhere. Numerous filthy people around the plaza either lying on the ground completely passed out or quite possibly dead dead, the ones who were conscious were either injecting hard drugs, moaning, screaming, or getting up to attack and try to rob me. It looked like a scene from a zombie movie, about 10-15 people were walking around but luckily they were too high to function properly. They were moaning and wailing, and when they saw me with my backpack they all began to swarm towards me to try to grab at my bag and pockets. Lucky they were too drugged up and I was able to pull away, move to the centre of the street and run down the middle of the street. This was barely after dark, around 8pm. There were even cops on the street but they just laughed, watched, and flirted with the numerous sickly-looking prostitutes as I ran. I did not dare to go out after dark again while I was in Athens. Even during the day, the neighbourhood was filthy beyond belief (including directly in front of the hotel, which has no lock on the front door and a dark, dirty stairwell up to the second floor lobby). I ran back even during the day, heart pounding, and was shocked and relieved to reach the hotel safe in the evening, even after I was pickpocketed on the way back.
The hotel is barely that, you get a filthy room with carpet I wouldn't dare touch with bare feet or socks. I did on accident once, and it was wet and sticky, dark spots and gum everywhere. The bed was a simple, extremely uncomfortable bed with filthy yellowish and brown stained and scratchy linens which were supposed to be white. The only good thing was air conditioning, which was extremely loud and barely functional. The remote was covered in sticky stains. The hotel has not been painted in years and I tried to drink a beer before going back and fall asleep ASAP so I didn't happen to glance at the walls or ceiling.
The toilet was filthy, toilet did not function correctly and I dreaded having to press the disgusting flush valve. The shower did not have a wall mount, making it near impossible to shower, no doubt so the stingy owner could save on water bills. Cockroaches came in and out through many holes in the broken tile walls.
Through the paper thin walls, you can hear everything going on in the adjacent rooms. It seems to be a popular place to bring back prostitutes from the street outside. Not nice considering you're sleeping in a bed where this had likely occurred. Walking by even in the evening, you could tell that they were diseased with sores up their arms and legs as well as major herpes outbreaks on their face. I slept on a sleeping bag on the bed, sobbing and wishing I had the money to move to a different hotel. You could also hear rats moving through the walls, squeaking and moving around throughout the day and night, and smell the feces at all times.
I witnessed and helped save a young asian girl travelling by herself who was being molested by the owner at reception, while trying to get some of the free coffee service, which tasted like gasoline. I saw one guy try to ask very politely for directions from the owner, but he was lying down resting, and started yelling at the guy, 'I'm not a bus stop, go figure out yourself' and then start screaming at him in Greek. On my checkout day, I asked to leave my bag in the storage room. The owner sighed and said, fine I can open the room for you. He opened a filthy dusty back room and took my backpack (laptop inside) and quite literally threw it from the door against the back wall so he didn't have to enter the room. He stomped away sighing to the reception, and then I approached him saying, "sorry, is it possible to store my passport in the safe" (like i have done in every other hotel. most owners say, "of course, i would be happy to". This guy said, "why didnt you just put it in your bag. Now i have to open the room up for you again? !$(!$( you". I said, "no sorry i didnt want to put it in my bag i was wondering if you had a safe or a locked box or something". He started screaming at the top of his lungs in greek and then said, fine if you really want to bother me. give it to me and i'll put it in the room with the bags" I said "never mind, its ok. I'll just keep it." thinking the extremely unsafe street was safer than dealing with this guy. Then I said, "you really shouldn't yell at your guests!" and i went to go sit down and look at my iphone map before leaving, since it isnt safe to get my phone out on the street. "He stormed over to me, hit me backhand on the shoulder extremely hard, and SCREAMED "what do you say to me! you tell me how to run my own hostel!" at this point my bag was locked up back and I didn't know what to do but the guy (THE OWNER!!!) was pushing me and threatening me physically while screaming in Greek so I just ran out onto the street. I thought I had lost my bag, but I managed to sneak back into the hostel later and stole it out while he was taking a nap (luggage storage not safe)
I saw the negative reviews, and the cheap price, and thought I would be ok. But it was the WORST experience of my life. Not just while travelling, of my life. I will never go back to Athens because of this hotel. I did not enjoy my stay in Athens because of this hotel. I was lucky to get out of there alive and with most of my belongings intact.
I had stayed in a hostel for one night the week before while in transit to istanbul, and it was safe, clean, and similar in price. DO NOT STAY HERE>
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