I liked the idea of the pod, and the pod room was relatively quiet but the heavy bass from the restaurant pounded even through my earplugs into the wee hours of the morning, making sleep terrible at best, with a long haul flight the next day, I was pretty wrecked.
Also, no towels were available, which made for an uncomfortable shower.
It's not the hostel's fault but a neighbourhood reality: I was accosted twice after leaving the hostel in the early morning by panhandlers, one of whom was high on meth and was agitated and unpredictable. This could have been a very threatening situation.