Yunda Guest House was my last resort when arriving in Kunming at 1.30 am recently to find my reserved hotel fully booked, and I was grateful for at least not having to sleep on the street. The only room left had three beds, so I had to pay for three people and was refunded more than half the cost again in the morning. My credit card was not accepted, so my meagre RMB funds took a blow to start with.
Yet the stink of old cigarette smoke hit like knives to the nose when I opened the door, and I found the wallpaper, mattress, bedcovers and pillows impregnated with the smell. The beds were too short for my 180 cm (5 ft 11) height, and rock-hard to boot. With the window open for ventilation (as the air-conditioning was also smoke-contaminated), the street outside my first-floor room was noisy all night with drunken passersby indulging in loud conversation and even singing, plus the occasional vehicle, so I lay awake longing for dawn to break.
The buffet breakfast, included in the tariff, was an interesting and quite palatable example of simple local cuisine -- the best thing I found about the establishment.
An early-morning stroll in the neighbourhood was pleasant, except for one corner at the end of a restaurant-lined street, strewn with rubbish (including used women's sanitary products) and a small fire belching out smoke from some discarded charcoal probably used for cooking or heating.
The staff member at the guest house's front desk seemed very unenthusiastic, but did finally help me to save some money on the return journey to the airport by noting down the local bus number and telling me where to change buses. That was a great bargain!