13 June Part 2

So when I left the hostel, 3 nights early, the woman behind the counter batted her eyes at me, scoffed, and asked, "ahuh, why?" When I told her about the rudeness of the staff, she blamed me, and when I told her of the mold and the hole in the floor, she offered to move me to a new room. But i had already booked a new hostel. I just wanted to be out of that nightmare, so I have left. Picadilly hostel is more central and cleaner than "Central." I feel like I'm in a hospital...or a large university dormitory hall. it's bright and clean and organized. I neither see nor smell mold. heres hoping nobody gets wierd idesas in the night...