This place was like a portal to the underworld, or in more earthen measures could be comparable to entering an active crime scene. Pretty sure there was a bloody handprint on the wall and the dormitory-style layout with multiple rooms and guests evoked the same feelings as watching “Hostel” for the first time. We had to leave early because spending a night in this place would feel akin to being held captive in a Ljubljana jail cell. The cleaner also came in unannounced and there were weird cameras everywhere. Maybe if I was Travis Bickle and planning a political assassination, I would have felt right at home, and really all that was missing was a bunch of paranoid photographs on the wall linked with thumbtacks and red yarn. Nice host though, good location.