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| - You really do get what you pay for. The hotel is on the first floor, up a flight of stairs that might as well be leading to a hidden sweat-shop. At the top there is an imposing looking door with one of those fire-proof glass panes. When we reached, the door was locked. There was a sign on the door listing the owners phone number, and asked onlookers to give him a call.
The owner greeted us in a few minutes. I think we woke him up. He was surprisingly nice, and his presence was a stark contrast to the gloomy curroundings. The walls were clean, but unadorned. There was really nothing there in the main hallway except for an unassuming counter-top.
Now, what most people may not know is that Jun Jun also rents rooms by the hour (i believe the minimum is 5 hours). We were just looking to sober up before driving back home and found this to be quite convenient. The hallways are shady, but the rooms was better than I expected. Nothing fancy, just a bedroom with an attached bathroom. The sheets, counters and toilet looked clean and well taken care of. However, the room reeked of left-over smoke of weed, the kind that is impossible to get rid of. Thankfully, the bedding smelled like laundry, else we would have left. There was a TV in our room, and it did have cable. But the remote was dead, leaving us to change channels the old fashion way. There was only one light in our room, which if extinguised painted room in literally pitch-black; like locked in a box black. The room also featured a small window hidden in a corner. It came complete with blinds, and one to open and close it with minimal manual labour. However, these advanced window facilities were seldom used because there was nothing to see outside, and no outside light to speak of.
All in all, I think my experience was satisfactory. I think it was the calm attitude of the owner that makes Jun Jun feel like a more comfortable hotel than it actually is.
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