The older male receptionist gave us some attitude for being from Sydney, then proceeded to tell his friends in the bar we were from Sydney, approach my girlfriend and tell her “make sure you lock the bathroom doors behind you” while all his mates leered at her lecherously. The room itself had been broken into multiple times, as I noticed the door was hanging 30mm back in the jamb and had been broken repeatedly. We decided we couldn’t stay in that room, and asked they young female receptionist for an upgrade. She was very kind and seemed to understand, and was the only thing about that place that was good, in my opinion.