Despite its location, a walking distance, from the Vatican, my money would’ve been better spent going a little farther and staying in a nicer and safer hotel. I would’ve immediately taken my business elsewhere. However, we arrived in Rome late that evening, and we needed to rest. Where do I start? As soon as you enter the lobby you see dirty sofas in the waiting area. The carpet is filthy and it smelled of old moisture. I’ve been in the many antiquated hotels but the conditions here were unacceptable. We were on the third floor in a room across the hall from wallpaper that was peeling, rusty pipes, exposed wiring. Our room was next to a family who had an infant baby crying. The doors were so old and thin that you can hear conversations in the other rooms. In the morning, I heard 4-5 other alarms going off in the same hallway. The bedroom smelled of moisture, and as you open the bathroom door, it smelled like sewer. We had a sleep with the fan on in the bathroom to keep the smell from permeating into the sleeping area. I didn’t sleep at all because I can hear steps down the hallway. We arrived at midnight. I had to leave our room and take a walk outside because the smell was making me nauseous. I endure the polluted smell of Rome to clear my senses before entering the hotel to sleep. We took off the top cover and slept, set the alarm at 6, and immediately checked out.