I got a room next to the temple, on the ground floor, with a view of the garden in front of the balcony. It looked like the room hadn't been used for a long time. When we entered, the dust was incredibly thick. I asked for a re-cleaning, and the staff did a random cleaning and mopping. After that, the AC frequently turned off by itself. It was already 10:30 at night, and the electricity was out in half the room. The hallway between the rooms was also slippery, because the water pipe was badly leaking, not swept, and the dust was very thick. The maintenance staff arrived late at night to dismantle the closet area and switch the power supply. At 2 a.m., while I was sound asleep from the 500-kilometer trip to Java, the AC turned off, the electricity in half the room was out, and the maintenance staff never came. Finally, I asked for compensation for a room change. At that hour, they offered to move me to the second floor. Seriously... I was sleepy, my things were still scattered, I still had to clean up, and I was still told to move to a different block on the second floor, which required climbing up the stairs. I refused. Finally, we were moved to an upgraded room on the second floor, which required going to the front of the building near the reception and taking the elevator. The room, although larger, was not what one would expect at that hour. When morning came, I opened the window curtains to find the view directly onto the corridor. When I opened the curtains, I was surprised to see someone walking by staring at me, even though I was only wearing a short shirt and shorts. Even when I ate, everything was too salty.
