Me, the future wife and stepdaughter were in Belgium for a weekend and we stayed in the Belgian equivalent of a YMCA. It was quite a big building and had a garden in the middle and we were in a room a few floors up. The first morning I looked out of the window and you could see inside dozens of rooms opposite and none of the windows had curtains and a few of the rooms had naked young girls walking around. I've never been a fan of curtains since then.
