We arrived from the airport at about 9pm and the multilingual staff were very nice, gave us our sheets and towels and pointed us to our family room on the third floor. The hostel is in an old building tacked on to a church and overlooked a square. An artistic eye had been at work in the decor with bright colours and patterns painted everywhere. I wished that the English youth hostels could be a bit more like this rather than the typical magnolia walls and flowery curtains.
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