An unforgettable hostel in Manila
Please note that this article was first published in early 2020.
Poblacion in Makati
I’d realise in a few days’ time that my hostel was the reason for the street’s popularity. There was a whisper the street was colloquially named ‘Z Street’. The beating heart of social connections, the control hub of activity-planning and the comfortable sanctuary for rest (and a bit of solace), Z Hostel only has my fond descriptions.
The rooftop bar
Let’s start with the rooftop bar. Peering over the glimmering lights of Manila’s skyline, and a peculiar collection of yellow-lighted buildings, this bar sets the scene. The scene for all manners of social activity, whether it be light conversation, raucous singing or an acoustic performance. With two bars and a DJ perched just above the guests, night times were much anticipated by the hostel’s guests and even the locals.
Local tours and hostel rooms
Then came the free daily tours. (Side note: I didn’t realise hostels could be so generous. I’ll later note the other free perks that came as well). These tours, my one led by Martin, were informative and tailored to each group. Ours was a group of similarly-aged (mid 20s to 30s) international travellers, and Martin tailored the humour accordingly. An anecdote about negotiating the traffic in South-East Asia being like “Moses parting the Red Sea” cracked us all up. His recount of European history, colonisation and background to the sites we visited were engaging and memorable.
The rooms. These were curated! They had a kitchenette-like area with a bench and cupboards to stow away any culinary items a longer-staying traveller might keep. The beds were spacious, with a careful design that shielded half your bed from your neighbours’ view. Privacy needed, privacy offered. Our room was clean and well-tended to. There was a chalkboard encouraging each guest to write their memories down. Each room I found to be creative and designed with the comfort of the traveler in mind.
Making friends
Free breakfast! Although admittedly I woke up too late to experience any of them, I had the fortune of eating the ‘free breakfast for late-wakers’. This was still substantial, with egg and toast given. But I’d glimpsed the full free breakfast once, on my way to getting some water, and it looked nice.