Everything is nice and fine… at first. Yes, you choose a small room without windows. But the overall atmosphere just builds on that to create a truly dystopian experience. The room floors are labyrinthine, and not in a cool way. Everything costs money, even leaving your luggage for a few hours—they nickel and dime you to death. There is a club in the same building and although there is good sound proofing, you can hear the muffled beats quite clearly as everything else is silent.
If all of this sounds fine, it’s a decent place to crash in Piccadilly Circus. The gym is pretty nice, although the payment/access system for it is burdensome and then simply does not work.