On my Camino Primitivo in 2016 after crossing the hospitalares high route, my adult son and I stayed at the municipal albergue in Berducedo. We literally got the last two bunks, both on top. Unfortunately all other lodging in town was full. I nick-named this place "the dump" as it was the worst I'd ever been in. Rather dirty, cold showers and there were too many bunks crammed in to a very small space with barely any room on the floor to place our packs without stumbling over them. The woman who checked us in had a briefcase and was only there to receive our money, showing us no kindness or smiles. We saw her a short time later imbibing at the local bar...but I digress from topic. Anyway, my son's bunk had a rope tied from one of his bed posts to a window latch nearby. He wondered what that was all about so he untied it. His bunk started wobbling precariously back and forth sideways, so he quickly reattached the rope back to the bedpost to secure it once again before it toppled over. We enjoyed a good laugh!