I suppose a rock's ...

This could be the most paranoia-inducing vending machine ever.

"Please dont rock.  Your being watched".  The terrible grammar just makes it even scarier.

I'm not surprised they've had rockin' issues in the past though, having found out the hard way just how much coffee you get for 50p.  It's barely half a small cup.

In other interesting back-stories that I can only imagine, there's this sign on the bed:

Bunk beds?  You don't get them in those regular hotels, but I'm staying in France's favourite unmanned hotel chain, Formule 1.  Except this one fails in the virtually human-free department because you actually have to check in at the Ibis next door with a real person, rather than just swiping a credit card and hoping all the right automatic stuff happens.

From my room, I have an excellent view of the skate park.

But you just can't beat a self-cleaning toilet.  They're pretty impressive, and how they manage to wash down the cubicle but leave the toilet paper dry is still a bit of a mystery.