This is a guesthouse like no other. Three flights of rickety stairs lead to rooms containing a world of oddities: A wrought iron bed with a mosquito net, and a dog eared copy of Jack London. You might not find a towel in your bathroom, but you will find a table and chair. The lodgings aren’t bad at all, but one thing you should expect is noise; the walls here are paper thin, meaning it’s not inconceivable you'll be awoken by graphic sounds.
