Хостел Haifa

What hostel in Haifa?! I came to stay in Netanya. At the boutique hotel, "Experience in the Square," across from the restaurant.

It was really shocking. I was there for an hour and I couldn't stay. I threw all my clothes in the trash after that.

Shocking. Very dirty and the hygiene level is questionable if legal. Mold in the shower.. just not

Beautiful place Beautiful people Lovely hosts You get a lot for a good price in expensive Israel

Welcome to The Vomitorium Inn, where nightmares check in but never check out. From the moment I stepped into the building, my senses were assaulted like they owed the place money. The air was thick with mildew, fried grease, and something I can only describe as “dead raccoon marinated in armpit.” I gagged before I even made it to the front desk — where the receptionist was actively picking her teeth with a room key. I was given Room 106: The Devil’s Colon. The moment I opened the door, I was greeted by a humid wave of decay, like the room had been sealed shut with a corpse inside and only opened once a year for unlucky travelers. The mattress sagged like it had hosted a sumo wrestling convention in 1998 and never recovered. There were mystery crusts on the sheets. Crusts. One of them crumbled when I touched it. The walls were stained with what looked like old soda—or possibly dried blood—I didn’t check. I was too busy trying not to vomit from the fermented foot smell wafting from the AC unit, which only worked if I hit it with a shoe repeatedly. The bathroom was a biological war zone. The toilet had a brown rim of something unholy baked into it like a cursed lasagna. The sink sputtered out water the color of weak tea. And the shower curtain had visible fungus growing on it — like it was trying to evolve into its own organism and escape. Honestly, I hope it does. I made the mistake of pulling back the shower mat and was greeted by a silverfish orgy. I screamed. They scattered. I cried. Oh, and guess what? I found a used Band-Aid under the pillow. A USED. BAND-AID. It crinkled when I touched it. I nearly passed out. Breakfast the next morning? A stale muffin with a thumbprint in it, yogurt that expired during the Obama administration, and “orange juice” that tasted like battery acid and old socks. The coffee was black tar filtered through the owner’s regrets. This wasn’t a hotel stay. This was an immune system challenge. If you're lucky, you’ll leave with a mild case of PTSD and a rash you can name after the establishment. Avoid at all costs. If this place was the last shelter during a zombie apocalypse, I’d take my chances outside.

Scam hostel in haifa. Just took 80% charge just for check hostel. And rude behaviour staff....

The bedroom is clean and beautiful. The staff is lovely and friendly. The service is good. The location is good, near the train station. The view is good. Everything is excellent.

Awesome hostel, really cool, good and cozy atmosphere, people from all over the world, really beautiful rooftop and view of the harbor. The volunteers are really nice, especially Eli, he was great, The kitchen could have been cleaner, but not terrible at all. I really enjoyed it, thank you very much 😊

A pleasant place to stay