The miserable weather in Melbourne wasn't a major surprise. After all, Melbourne is a city with the deserved reputation of often having "four seasons in a day". Arriving late in the night in the awful weather had added my feeling of exhaustion, so I was happy to collapse into the hotel room. Work had decided to put me up at the Stamford, which was nice of them, and I was given another nice surprise by the suite they gave me.
I had also clearly lost some of my sense for adventure and fun as when I checked out of the hotel, I decided to move a few streets over into another hotel for the weekend instead of into a hostel as I had once done.
As I have noted in the past, there was much of the same sameness to everything. The location of the place was convenient, but I am certain that there would be hostels in the area that would offer similar convenience.
The biggest problem I find with the higher level of comfort would have to be that it creates a draw on you to stay in.