I was travelling, part work and par pleasure. The city can be expensive to spend time in so I decided to book into a hostel in the city centre. I am a backpacker and hosteller from way back so the accommodations didn’t bother me. I had a single room and shared washroom. That was okay.
When I read the reviews, I noted that there was a bar on the ground floor that played loud music. I have ear plugs so how bad could it be? On the Thursday night I hear off-key karaoke. Somewhat loud but not deafening. I was able to fall asleep no problem. What were people complaining about, I wondered.
The next night, however, the other bar started playing music. Not karaoke, but rather the music that blends one song into another with a common rhythm and nothing by the original artist. And loud. So loud in fact, that my bed started vibrating. I can assure you that ear plugs did little.
In self-defense or sheer exhaustion, I finally fell asleep. The next day when I mentioned it, I was told that the music went until 2:00 a.m. and that I should “join the party”. Reasonable advice if I was just travelling for pleasure but not when I had to be up for meetings. So what did I save? About $50 a night. What did I not save? Sleep, pure and simple.
Aside from the music, the accommodations were fine, if a little Spartan. The location couldn’t be beat and I could walk or cycle everywhere. I have already decided on my compromise for next time. Book into the hostel from Sunday to Thursday nights, and pony up the extra money for the weekend.
Was it really worth it? I would still say yes because I had the luxury of going back to my room for a nap in the afternoon. It was a tradeoff, as many situations are. This was a fairly minor one and feel I still came out ahead financially and in terms of convenience. You can’t say that about every decision.