Sacred Haven of Debauchery

I wish I could go to sleep, get a good night's rest, and wake up in half an hour with tachycardia and a headache because of the drunk guitarists playing in the stairwell.

I woke up because of Buddhist chants coming from the temple across the street. I feel refreshed and determined to do something great today.
But for those who don't like the music, the hotel offers earplugs. Maybe that advice would be helpful for you too.