For young adults traveling we had a blast. We easily made friends with the other people in the hostel. There was a small kitchen area if you wanted to do some cooking. There were five of us so the room was a little small but we had our own private bathroom. The owner was extremely nice and we didn't really have any trouble finding it. There were five of us so we easily found the hotel hollywood where you check in. For a hostel i felt it was safe and clean for the price we paid.

It is however a good walking distance from all of the major rome sites but the train station is right there so you can pick up the subway at a very low riding fee. Also the elevator ride was kind of scary i recommend using the stairs

I'll make this short and sweet. This place pretty much ruined my very short trip to Rome. We had two days to see everything, and when we showed up to check in, there was no sign, not even a buzzer to indicate that we were in the right place. We had to ask an old guy standing on the street if we were in the right place. We followed him down the street and after a few minutes of yelling at someone who stuck their head out the window, someone showed up to show us to our room. We followed him back to where we were, and he proceeded to kick a group of about 5 angry people out of our room while we stood there. We waited while they argued for a while, but eventually decided that if we were going to see any sites, we needed to leave, so we carried our bags all over the city. When we came back the room was at least clean, but I feared for my safety. I've showered in some weird places, but this one takes the cake. I felt like someone was watching me the whole time, and when I left, I still wasn't sure the place was legit. I've been to Rome since then, and you can find some fine hostels. Definitely avoid this one.

When we showed up to this place, and there was no indication that it was even there, we should've just found a new place. But unfortunately we were persistent. We were lead through a courtyard to a room that the previous guests were still in. We had to sit while they kicked them out. Then, while they "cleaned" the room they sat us in some other room. At that point we left, because we had so little time in Rome to see the sites, so because this place was so aweful, we ended up carrying our bags around the city. Bad neighborhood, bad service, and I was basically afraid for my life.
DONT STAY HERE!

Where do I start? On arrival at Rome Termini, I spent a good one and a half hours wandering the streets of Rome looking for the ill sign-posted, Hotel Pink Floyd. On eventually finding it, I thought I had arrived at the scene of Dante's Inferno.

The decor can only be described as being that of a retro-sixties crack-den. The bunk-beds, whilst functional (insofar as you could just about sleep on them - and we only managed this because we went out and got bladdered to make up for the pain of having to stay here) were somewhat dangerous. I sat up a bit too quick and ended up with a sharp shard of metal scraping my forehead.

Now onto the toilets. Ah yes, I thought I was in Rome yet I got to see one of the world's natural wonders, Niagra Falls recreated before my very eyes as I attempted to flush the unit. We basically had to limit our toilet trips during the night so as not to create a flood.

We didn't have to co-habit with any humans, although I would say that Alexander Fleming would've had a field-day with the amount of penicilin available - so at least if you need antibiotics, you can probably help yourself to the vast array of moulds there.

Bare wires in the wall (apprantly a television arial), removable windows (see 3rd reviewers pictures) and a wonderful door which needed kicking down practically to get in, all added to the experience of one night in purgatory.

Seriously though, I've stayed in many hostels - and this is by far the worst I've stayed in. Hostel isn't really appropriate - this is merely a couple of rooms in a ghetto - no social life.

Why it's called Pink Floyd? Who knows? The only reason I can think of is that you'd require an LSD trip of Roger Waters proportions to enjoy. Please don't stay if you value your time in Rome - it almost spoilt ours.