The worst three-piece I've ever been in. There is no refrigerator, as if white towels are gray from old age; breakfast according to an idiotic system - along a narrow stand with a narrow shelf you go to an evil aunt past shelves and refrigerator chests, and trying not to drop what is already on the tray when opening the chests, pick yourself something from the meager breakfast.
Auntie needs to be told that you will drink (moreover, she is not standing BEHIND the counter, but next to you), and she presses the buttons of the coffee machine.
The hotel is located among warehouses on the outskirts of the world.
A double bed is a normal + child's bed