This place is incredibly difficult to find. The street number is hidden, and there is no sign. The street number is also incorrect. When you get to the door, it tells you to go to another address. By the time you’ve figured out how to find the first address, you at least know which direction to go, which is just as well, because the second building you need to find is not even numbered, let alone signed. Luckily someone heard us wandering up and down the street counting driveways, and pointed out the building we wanted.
We then started the lengthy process of trying to figure out how to get in. If you’ve seen an Indiana Jones movie, you may have some idea about how this works. Thankfully, a multi-page email provides details of the ten (yes, 10!) steps you will need to go through in order to access the building and your room. If you’re very lucky, someone might come and let you into your floor, or perhaps they’ll have propped a door open, because that step is wrong. Good luck!
In case any of the 10 steps presents an impenetrable barrier to your check in, a phone number is conveniently provided, which allows you to leave a message that no one will respond to.
In the room, there was an airconditioner, but no remote, so it can't be used and you have to confront Sydney's horrific humidity unaided.
I have travelled all over the world and never have I encountered a hostel so determined to keep its guests out or melt them if they're unlucky enough to get in.