I paid $45 to stay in a capsule hostel in the heart of Singapore's backpacking district for one night. I'll never go back to it.

The historic enclave is one of the most vibrant parts of the city-state. It's dotted with heritage buildings, bars, and rows of food stalls.

It was home to Chinese immigrants in the 19th century. Nowadays it's become a multicultural site where mosques and temples coexist in a single street.

Many of these hostels are built within shophouses.

As Singapore is the second-most expensive city in the world, many backpackers choose to stay in budget hotels and hostels.

Chinatown's Mosque Street, which has a row of hostels, is within walking distance of attractions like the Buddha Tooth Relic Temple. It's also accessible: It's just five minutes away from the Chinatown MRT station.

I've always been curious about backpacking, but the pandemic has hampered my ability to try it out abroad.

When I came across Galaxy Pods at Chinatown, I thought it was the perfect place to live out my backpacking dream for one night. The cool photos I found online of the glowing capsule pods piqued my interest.

I booked a double-bed pod for 60 Singapore dollars ($45) and made my way to Mosque Street on a Friday in early March.

The hostel's owner did not pick up my calls when I attempted to reach him for comment. Insider paid for my stay in full, as is standard with our reporting trips.

The hostel's affiliated bistro, Galaxy 28, is known for being inclusive of the local LGBT community.

"We do NOT discriminate — whether you are straight, Gay, Trans, Lesbian, Bi, or anything in between, everyone is welcome," the bistro writes on its website.

The carpet looked like it hadn't been cleaned in years.

The decor, with bleak lighting and tall, wooden doors, was not inviting. Barely any natural light filtered into the building, save for the restrooms, which had windows.

I had to climb three floors before I reached the living area where my capsule was located.

The space was crowded: Towels, shoes, toiletries, and other personal items lined the sides of the pods. Various smells wafted through the air — sometimes it was the strong scent of perfume, other times it was farts — as there was barely any ventilation in the room.

Despite what appeared to be a low standard of cleanliness, the hostel said it used technology to mitigate viruses and bacteria.

"Our hostel is equipped with UVC lights in all our common areas, a new technology that have the ability to zap airborne viruses & bacteria to enhance protection for our hostel guests," the hostel wrote on Facebook.

I took off my shoes and settled in to explore my room for the night.

Inside the pod, I found black dust coating the bedsheets. Every time I shifted my weight, I could hear the metal of the pod clanging. That meant everyone in the room could hear every move I made — just as I could hear everyone else's.

Because the pod is made out of metal, there was barely any air conditioning or ventilation. The fan installed behind the mirror wasn't in good working condition.

I left part of the pod's door open at all times so I could feel the cool air from the central air-conditioning unit, which relieved some of the claustrophobic feeling of sleeping in a small container.

But because I left the door open, I could smell and hear every time someone opened a packet of char siew pork with rice for dinner, and the occasional small talk between guests.

That said, the bed was surprisingly comfortable — I had one of the best sleeps I've had in a long time.

One lady told me to get out of her way while she headed out for the night. Based on the amount of stuff stored inside her pod, it seemed like she had been staying at the hostel for more than a few days.

Another guest had a table set up inside his pod. I caught a glimpse and saw it was perfectly arranged with medication, stationery, and other belongings.

It seemed like some of the guests weren't there just for an overnight stay. The hostel told me a 30-day rental for a single bed costs S$780, while the double costs S$1,650.

The hostel had two floors of bathrooms, and I never had to wait or compete with anyone to use the shower.

I'm not squeamish about bathrooms, but it felt like this one had been used by dozens of people without any cleaning in between.

Some bathrooms had bottles of brand-name shampoos and body washes, which again made me feel like I was intruding into someone else's home.

All told, I was in a rush to get out of there, and I took one of the quickest showers of my life.

People were chatting and relaxing in the bistro, which had a spaced-theme interior. Neon lights lit up the otherwise dark space.

Some people looked like they had just come from work, wearing formal clothes and carrying a backpack. As Singapore prohibits the sale of alcoholic drinks after 10.30 p.m., the bistro was serving what looked like tea. Nearly every table had a tea pot that was shared between friends.

If you're visiting Singapore, Chinatown is definitely worth checking out, as is the Galaxy 28 bistro. There's barely any nightlife left in Singapore since the pandemic started, but Mosque Street was bustling even after dark.

But based on the cleanliness of the bathroom and the general atmosphere in the hostel, Galaxy Pods at Chinatown does not get my vote of confidence when it comes to accommodations.