Meguro is beautiful. As much time spent out of the rooms is best. I was afraid to touch anything, it was so unclean, and the hour and two-hourly rates advertised on a standing billboard out front added an extra cringe factor to the mystery stains on the walls and bed head. Nowhere to put luggage or clothes despite the size of the room advertised being the same as other Tokyo hotels that provided ample/logical storage space. Walls were thin enough that I could hear my neighbours all night. Wired, frosted window and low ceiling incredibly claustrophobic. Conveniently located, but that’s it for this hotel—a shame as Meguro is one of my favourite areas in Tokyo. The bakery next door is a MUST.