All the way from the woody staircase to the pungent woody smell that greets you the moment you step into the aesthetic corridor. The African ambiance tells a brief story of the historical culture fraught with an evolving urban dominance.
The beddings, the floor and the muddy details of the wall gives a nostalgic feeling of a homecoming in a strange land. The occasional creaky sounds from the door in the dead of the night, snaps the sleep off the eyes. The warmth that envelopes the entire night serves as an adult cradle…only if you are not a morning person. Stretches and yawning heralds the beckoning of the warm, cosy bed, only if you are losing sight of the call time, 8:30am! Welcome to room 170.
