Now I’ve got to be honest, I don’t remember a huge amount about this place. I’m pretty sure it was borderline unpleasant, but it might just have been that whole ’sleeping in a room with a load of weird strangers’ thing. That always taints your memories of a place.
What I do remember is the toilet. Specifically, I remember that you pressed a button and the toilet seat slowly rotated. There was a bit at the back which cleaned it. Unfortunately, I seem to remember that someone had done a turd on the seat itself and then pushed the button to rotate it.
The cleaning mechanism wasn’t up to the task, obviously and the excrement got all scrunched up and smeared. On balance, it wasn’t one of the nicer things I’ve seen in my time.